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 Bahrain and from Woodstock.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bauhaus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Joyce Sims tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Henry Cow,
Alton Ellis,
Parry Music,
Fluxion,
Simply Red,
Guru Guru,
Tres Demented,
Maleditus Sound,
The Divine Comedy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
John Lydon,
Vainqueur,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wally Richardson,
Don Cherry,
Connie Case,
Slave,
Joy Division,
Neu!,
DJ Sneak,
Magma,
The Seeds,
Wings,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roy Ayers,
Massinfluence,
Chris Corsano,
Echospace,
Sonny Sharrock,
Agitation Free,
Bob Dylan,
Thee Headcoats,
Duran Duran,
the Fania All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
Agent Orange,
Ponytail,
FM Einheit,
Danielle Patucci,
Absolute Body Control,
Darondo,
Buzzcocks,
Zapp,
The Star Department,
Matthew Bourne,
Negative Approach,
ABC,
Graham Central Station,
Bang On A Can,
Mark Hollis,
Dead Boys,
John Cale,
Trumans Water,
Bronski Beat,
Robert Hood,
Cymande,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
Peter & Gordon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.