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 United States and from Lagos.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the grime 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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
Yusef Lateef,
Crispian St. Peters,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stetsasonic,
Livin' Joy,
OOIOO,
Animal Collective,
Thee Headcoats,
The Searchers,
Bill Near,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultra Naté,
Black Bananas,
Y Pants,
Warren Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
Glenn Branca,
Excepter,
Laurel Aitken,
Scrapy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Reuben Wilson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lucky Dragons,
Gang Green,
Drexciya,
Unrelated Segments,
The Cure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gang Starr,
Ultravox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Fuzztones,
Echospace,
Ossler,
Aural Exciters,
The Offenders,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
a-ha,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
The Leaves,
June of 44,
The Mummies,
The Golliwogs,
Mantronix,
Ronan,
Leonard Cohen,
Flash Fearless,
Roxette,
Can,
Blake Baxter,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Victims,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.