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 Serbia and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 The Divine Comedy to the rock 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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Buzzcocks,
Radiopuhelimet,
10cc,
Quadrant,
The Gories,
The Fortunes,
The Motions,
Ornette Coleman,
The Techniques,
Piero Umiliani,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lightning Bolt,
Bizarre Inc.,
Qualms,
Essential Logic,
Theoretical Girls,
Pantaleimon,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
OOIOO,
Jeff Lynne,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Womack,
B.T. Express,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Man Parrish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
ABBA,
The Fall,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Davy DMX,
Thompson Twins,
The Smoke,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Porter Ricks,
Blancmange,
Dorothy Ashby,
Darondo,
The Pop Group,
Lee Hazlewood,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Yaz,
The United States of America,
Massinfluence,
The Doors,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Real Kids,
Sister Nancy,
Archie Shepp,
Dave Gahan,
The Last Poets,
In Retrospect,
Cameo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Slave,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Barbara Tucker,
Soul II Soul,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.