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 Greece and from Houston.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Pantytec. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes 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?
Flash Fearless,
Robert Hood,
The Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
Shoche,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Depeche Mode,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
The Victims,
Motorama,
Prince Buster,
Lebanon Hanover,
Television Personalities,
Qualms,
Todd Rundgren,
The Beau Brummels,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reuben Wilson,
Tears for Fears,
The Cure,
Bobby Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Cramps,
Grandmaster Flash,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
FM Einheit,
Crash Course in Science,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine,
Q and Not U,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tropical Tobacco,
Schoolly D,
Cybotron,
Black Bananas,
Interpol,
The Dead C,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Leaves,
The Golliwogs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Blackbyrds,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Babytalk,
Anthony Braxton,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
T. Rex,
Carl Craig,
The Durutti Column,
UT,
The Young Rascals,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.