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 Rwanda and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 E-Dancer to the punk 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 10cc. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Cybotron,
Brass Construction,
Sun City Girls,
Crooked Eye,
Blancmange,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kurtis Blow,
Massinfluence,
Cymande,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ten City,
New Order,
Warren Ellis,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quadrant,
The Alarm Clocks,
Flash Fearless,
The Evens,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Names,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Stetsasonic,
Television Personalities,
Drexciya,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalann,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mad Mike,
Neil Young,
The Vogues,
June Days,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bang On A Can,
Country Teasers,
Nas,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tom Boy,
The Pop Group,
Kaleidoscope,
Terry Callier,
Aaron Thompson,
Eve St. Jones,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Michelle Simonal,
The Dirtbombs,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cure,
The Divine Comedy,
Zero Boys,
Anakelly,
The Barracudas,
Chrome,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.