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 Tuvalu 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Erasure to the disco 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rufus Thomas,
Hoover,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rites of Spring,
Vladislav Delay,
Agitation Free,
Donald Byrd,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Motorama,
Con Funk Shun,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sparks,
Eli Mardock,
Ice-T,
Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Young Rascals,
Whodini,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kas Product,
Aloha Tigers,
Nils Olav,
Hardrive,
Quando Quango,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swell Maps,
Bronski Beat,
Tom Boy,
These Immortal Souls,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Human League,
Dorothy Ashby,
Spandau Ballet,
The Techniques,
Lou Christie,
Alton Ellis,
The Tremeloes,
The Fortunes,
The Kinks,
Mary Jane Girls,
MC5,
Youth Brigade,
Henry Cow,
Barbara Tucker,
The Durutti Column,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blues Magoos,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul Sonic Force,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sixth Finger,
The Angels of Light,
Darondo,
Shuggie Otis,
The Skatalites,
Scion,
Bluetip,
Bob Dylan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Pere Ubu,
Janne Schatter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.