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 Bhutan and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Banda Bassotti to the dance 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Mandrill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siouxsie and the Banshees record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
In Retrospect,
Rotary Connection,
a-ha,
Stockholm Monsters,
Von Mondo,
Basic Channel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Country Teasers,
Lakeside,
Idris Muhammad,
Scan 7,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Darondo,
Pere Ubu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moss Icon,
Rosa Yemen,
Whodini,
Andrew Hill,
Roxette,
Bizarre Inc.,
Slick Rick,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Clear Light,
Monolake,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gories,
the Fania All-Stars,
Talk Talk,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Moby Grape,
Spoonie Gee,
The Knickerbockers,
Pantytec,
China Crisis,
Thompson Twins,
Danielle Patucci,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare,
Robert Wyatt,
David McCallum,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Marine Girls,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Simply Red,
Charles Mingus,
Make Up,
The Smiths,
Sällskapet,
The Monks,
Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II, Amon Düül II.
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.