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 Palau and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Taipei.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pole to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All The Gap Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Pere Ubu,
The Saints,
Tomorrow,
Cecil Taylor,
The Velvet Underground,
Soulsonic Force,
Rod Modell,
Skarface,
Grey Daturas,
The Blackbyrds,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-101,
Kas Product,
The Busters,
Deadbeat,
The Cramps,
Fela Kuti,
Echospace,
Jeff Lynne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Saccharine Trust,
The Durutti Column,
The Motions,
Monolake,
Ponytail,
Crooked Eye,
Byron Stingily,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Stereo Dub,
Q and Not U,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Crispian St. Peters,
John Foxx,
Slick Rick,
Erasure,
Jacob Miller,
Aural Exciters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stetsasonic,
Godley & Creme,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Qualms,
EPMD,
Al Stewart,
Maurizio,
The Modern Lovers,
The Birthday Party,
Basic Channel,
Surgeon,
Tom Boy,
Ice-T,
Michelle Simonal,
Pulsallama,
Whodini,
CMW,
Kool Moe Dee,
Essential Logic,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.