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 Palau and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Siglo XX to the disco 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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Newcleus,
Dark Day,
Joyce Sims,
Dual Sessions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Modern Lovers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tim Buckley,
Brass Construction,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bauhaus,
X-101,
Jeff Mills,
Outsiders,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Hutcherson,
MC5,
Morten Harket,
Livin' Joy,
The Leaves,
Joensuu 1685,
Leonard Cohen,
KRS-One,
Visage,
Los Fastidios,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Zero Boys,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q65,
The Searchers,
Yellowson,
ABBA,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Janne Schatter,
Wire,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mr. Review,
a-ha,
U.S. Maple,
Amon Düül II,
The Gun Club,
Al Stewart,
AZ,
The Birthday Party,
The Doobie Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Average White Band,
The Knickerbockers,
Fear,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sparks,
Trumans Water,
Stereo Dub,
kango's stein massive,
Basic Channel,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol, Gastr Del Sol.
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.