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 Tanzania and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Average White Band to the dance 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Womack,
the Soft Cell,
Judy Mowatt,
Donald Byrd,
Traffic Nightmare,
Basic Channel,
The Human League,
Barry Ungar,
Lindisfarne,
Tubeway Army,
Accadde A,
Fluxion,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Age Steppers,
The Evens,
the Swans,
Joe Smooth,
Jawbox,
Groovy Waters,
Donny Hathaway,
Pantaleimon,
Mo-Dettes,
ABC,
Jacques Brel,
The Zeros,
Siglo XX,
Black Sheep,
Supertramp,
Erasure,
Amon Düül II,
The Smoke,
Stetsasonic,
The Young Rascals,
Kas Product,
Ultravox,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
MC5,
Minnie Riperton,
Reuben Wilson,
Slave,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Reagan Youth,
New Order,
Scientists,
Jeff Mills,
Moebius,
Scott Walker,
kango's stein massive,
Nils Olav,
Gang Gang Dance,
DNA,
Soft Machine,
Jesper Dahlback,
Andrew Hill,
Niagra,
The Skatalites,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lalann,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.