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 Germany and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Robert Palmer 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eddi Front record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
The Birthday Party,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anthony Braxton,
The Count Five,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sällskapet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Suicide,
Traffic Nightmare,
Swans,
Bootsy Collins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agitation Free,
Agent Orange,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
Mars,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
Brass Construction,
Eurythmics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tom Boy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camberwell Now,
Vladislav Delay,
Black Flag,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Saints,
The Searchers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
KRS-One,
Tommy Roe,
kango's stein massive,
The Grass Roots,
David Bowie,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
OOIOO,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül,
Lightning Bolt,
Malaria!,
Susan Cadogan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.