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 Lithuania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 T.S.O.L. to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Q and Not U,
Grey Daturas,
Steve Hackett,
kango's stein massive,
Eden Ahbez,
Funky Four + One,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rotary Connection,
Wire,
Ronnie Foster,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warren Ellis,
Duran Duran,
The American Breed,
The Zeros,
Lou Reed,
The Saints,
Monolake,
Freddie Wadling,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eurythmics,
The Martian,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
Minnie Riperton,
H. Thieme,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Motions,
Desert Stars,
Von Mondo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Crooked Eye,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gun Club,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
Zapp,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Moody Blues,
Man Eating Sloth,
Urselle,
Crime,
Bill Wells,
Lindisfarne,
Supertramp,
Subhumans,
Y Pants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jeff Lynne,
The Human League,
Black Pus,
The Beau Brummels,
Porter Ricks,
Hasil Adkins,
Accadde A,
Nas,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.