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 Mongolia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Alphaville to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Moleskins,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
The Happenings,
The Stooges,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mark Hollis,
48th St. Collective,
Slick Rick,
Reagan Youth,
Whodini,
Black Moon,
Anthony Braxton,
Pussy Galore,
Albert Ayler,
Bush Tetras,
The Blackbyrds,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Real Kids,
Pharoah Sanders,
Al Stewart,
the Normal,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
Index,
Yaz,
Hardrive,
Archie Shepp,
Deadbeat,
The Trojans,
Bluetip,
Reuben Wilson,
Little Man,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vainqueur,
Rakim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Grass Roots,
David Axelrod,
D'Angelo,
Animal Collective,
Duran Duran,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Arthur Verocai,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Suicide,
Freddie Wadling,
Harmonia,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Wake,
The Martian,
Tommy Roe,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brass Construction,
The Selecter,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.