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 Chad and from Bremen.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 clarinet 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 The Leaves to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
The Fortunes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The American Breed,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Associates,
The Buckinghams,
Reagan Youth,
Von Mondo,
Harmonia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Golliwogs,
The Count Five,
Patti Smith,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Freddie Wadling,
Excepter,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minnie Riperton,
Technova,
MC5,
Donny Hathaway,
Massinfluence,
Cecil Taylor,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Starr,
Essential Logic,
The Invisible,
Anthony Braxton,
Lyres,
The Smiths,
Panda Bear,
the Normal,
Bill Wells,
Rosa Yemen,
DJ Style,
Roxette,
Ken Boothe,
Country Teasers,
James White and The Blacks,
Ultra Naté,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
China Crisis,
Bill Near,
Moby Grape,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Agitation Free,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aaron Thompson,
Marvin Gaye,
The Raincoats,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Wake,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.