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 Ireland and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 organ 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 Cheater Slicks to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Yaz,
CMW,
Rufus Thomas,
Can,
Jeff Lynne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
AZ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Aloha Tigers,
Youth Brigade,
Soul Sonic Force,
Young Marble Giants,
Sister Nancy,
Audionom,
Roxette,
Lindisfarne,
Talk Talk,
Al Stewart,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Maleditus Sound,
Pulsallama,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bill Near,
Neu!,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Bourne,
the Sonics,
The Trojans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Absolute Body Control,
The Cramps,
Quantec,
David McCallum,
Steve Hackett,
Eric Copeland,
Tropical Tobacco,
Man Parrish,
Scott Walker,
R.M.O.,
Y Pants,
Loose Ends,
Suburban Knight,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Thompson Twins,
Isaac Hayes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Colin Newman,
Josef K,
Metal Thangz,
H. Thieme,
Sonic Youth,
Adolescents,
Underground Resistance,
Oneida,
Heaven 17,
Mr. Review,
cv313,
The Mojo Men,
The Happenings,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.