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 South Sudan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bronski Beat to the disco 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Fuzztones,
Bush Tetras,
Terrestrial Tones,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Stetsasonic,
Silicon Teens,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Near,
Saccharine Trust,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Youth Brigade,
The Selecter,
Howard Jones,
Bronski Beat,
Deakin,
D'Angelo,
Circle Jerks,
Whodini,
Avey Tare,
Urselle,
New York Dolls,
Audionom,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Duran Duran,
Soft Cell,
Frankie Knuckles,
Porter Ricks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Depeche Mode,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Scott Walker,
Spandau Ballet,
Lungfish,
Rotary Connection,
The Invisible,
The Birthday Party,
Black Moon,
Lightning Bolt,
Eddi Front,
Essential Logic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Funky Four + One,
Stiv Bators,
Hot Snakes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Niagra,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scan 7,
Absolute Body Control,
Oneida,
Banda Bassotti,
Thee Headcoats,
Basic Channel,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.