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 Kosovo and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Alphaville to the electroclash 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
LL Cool J,
Ronnie Foster,
The Toasters,
Throbbing Gristle,
Reuben Wilson,
The Divine Comedy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric Dolphy,
Ultimate Spinach,
Harpers Bizarre,
Barrington Levy,
ABBA,
Los Fastidios,
the Association,
The Wake,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Moody Blues,
Scion,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cluster,
The Invisible,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tears for Fears,
Drive Like Jehu,
Surgeon,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
The Birthday Party,
Fat Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Vogues,
Goldenarms,
Anthony Braxton,
Malaria!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Magma,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lucky Dragons,
Unwound,
Tomorrow,
Gong,
Camouflage,
Minor Threat,
Tim Buckley,
MDC,
Mo-Dettes,
Blancmange,
Jawbox,
The Associates,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Heaven 17,
The Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Inner City,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
T.S.O.L.,
MC5,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.