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 Oman and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dave Gahan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Echo & the Bunnymen. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Eddi Front,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
the Slits,
the Normal,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Spoonie Gee,
Fear,
Anakelly,
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
Skaos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kayak,
The Count Five,
Eden Ahbez,
Sonic Youth,
Colin Newman,
Index,
Sun Ra,
Intrusion,
Soft Cell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Tremeloes,
Kenny Larkin,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
Stiv Bators,
Cymande,
Alton Ellis,
Cybotron,
Terry Callier,
New Order,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Donny Hathaway,
Yaz,
Desert Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Delta 5,
The Walker Brothers,
Chrome,
David Bowie,
Davy DMX,
Inner City,
Dave Gahan,
Connie Case,
Minnie Riperton,
Fluxion,
Television,
Mr. Review,
Funky Four + One,
One Last Wish,
Leonard Cohen,
Minny Pops,
The Standells,
The Smoke,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
Q and Not U,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.