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 Niger and from Hong Kong.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Livin' Joy to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
The Pretty Things,
Boredoms,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young,
Sparks,
Yusef Lateef,
Fluxion,
Livin' Joy,
The United States of America,
Main Source,
The Smiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eli Mardock,
Sex Pistols,
The Fortunes,
Cal Tjader,
Duran Duran,
Eric Dolphy,
Byron Stingily,
Gang of Four,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alison Limerick,
Heaven 17,
Intrusion,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Radiopuhelimet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nico,
Television,
Joy Division,
Bang On A Can,
Patti Smith,
Iggy Pop,
10cc,
John Foxx,
Rotary Connection,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
Accadde A,
Swell Maps,
Sandy B,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Johnny Clarke,
Soft Machine,
Smog,
Fat Boys,
Echospace,
The Gories,
Section 25,
A Certain Ratio,
The Remains,
Drive Like Jehu,
Radio Birdman,
Piero Umiliani,
Desert Stars,
Hashim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Glenn Branca,
Rekid,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.