Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Solomon Islands and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cabaret Voltaire to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Johnny Clarke,
Eric Copeland,
Sixth Finger,
The Blues Magoos,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Organ,
Andrew Hill,
cv313,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Fela Kuti,
The Trojans,
Chris & Cosey,
Rotary Connection,
Marc Almond,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxette,
Davy DMX,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Dave Gahan,
Popol Vuh,
Echospace,
The Happenings,
The Red Krayola,
Stiv Bators,
Lower 48,
Ronnie Foster,
Mandrill,
The Fall,
Arcadia,
The Victims,
Theoretical Girls,
June of 44,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Buckinghams,
T. Rex,
Chrome,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Depeche Mode,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alice Coltrane,
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Robert Görl,
Fatback Band,
Model 500,
Joensuu 1685,
Section 25,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Wire,
The Moody Blues,
Subhumans,
ABC,
Magma,
Warren Ellis,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.