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 Togo and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brothers Johnson 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Marc Almond,
Zapp,
Anakelly,
Vladislav Delay,
Sugar Minott,
Brand Nubian,
The Beau Brummels,
Derrick Morgan,
The Sound,
Liliput,
kango's stein massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Soulsonic Force,
Ice-T,
Bobbi Humphrey,
FM Einheit,
Make Up,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sight & Sound,
Harry Pussy,
Nas,
Idris Muhammad,
Interpol,
Delon & Dalcan,
Slick Rick,
the Association,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Count Five,
Terry Callier,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Davy DMX,
The Gladiators,
Cameo,
Livin' Joy,
The Slits,
Sonic Youth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flash Fearless,
Kenny Larkin,
The Names,
Joyce Sims,
Ken Boothe,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Christie,
Eric B and Rakim,
Gastr Del Sol,
David Bowie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
X-102,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gong,
Stiv Bators,
Lalann,
Jawbox,
Bang On A Can,
Whodini,
the Germs,
MC5,
Nils Olav,
A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio, A Certain Ratio.
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.