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 Maldives and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 rhodes 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 Rapeman to the grunge 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Patti Smith,
The Techniques,
The Fall,
One Last Wish,
Hardrive,
Roxette,
Derrick Morgan,
Aaron Thompson,
ABBA,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Connie Case,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Human League,
Ossler,
Country Teasers,
Maleditus Sound,
The Moleskins,
The Birthday Party,
This Heat,
Joensuu 1685,
Fatback Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Pop Group,
Blancmange,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Godley & Creme,
Flash Fearless,
Matthew Bourne,
The Durutti Column,
Bauhaus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Ronnie Foster,
Dual Sessions,
Black Pus,
Heaven 17,
Ohio Players,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Buzzcocks,
Darondo,
The Mummies,
Sister Nancy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drexciya,
AZ,
Henry Cow,
Outsiders,
Shuggie Otis,
Slick Rick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grauzone,
Newcleus,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Christie,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Machine,
Black Bananas,
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
The Busters,
Black Sheep,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.