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 Burundi and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Scan 7 to the grunge 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wolf Eyes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
Cluster,
Average White Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Seeds,
A Certain Ratio,
Todd Terry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Desert Stars,
Rites of Spring,
Organ,
Soulsonic Force,
Roxy Music,
Tomorrow,
Mission of Burma,
Joyce Sims,
Fluxion,
the Germs,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Judy Mowatt,
The Fortunes,
Model 500,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Little Man,
Masters at Work,
Robert Görl,
Bronski Beat,
LL Cool J,
Oblivians,
Spoonie Gee,
Kas Product,
The Pop Group,
Big Daddy Kane,
JFA,
Fad Gadget,
Easy Going,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Gang Dance,
Danielle Patucci,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Copeland,
The Names,
Sandy B,
The Neon Judgement,
Lou Reed,
Fela Kuti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Altered Images,
Visage,
These Immortal Souls,
Public Enemy,
Jerry's Kids,
Lucky Dragons,
The Blues Magoos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Echospace,
China Crisis,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Drexciya,
Schoolly D,
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.