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 Namibia and from London.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum 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 Ajijia Myrayebe to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Thompson Twins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Avey Tare,
Neil Young,
The Monochrome Set,
Gang of Four,
Robert Hood,
Hoover,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fall,
Essential Logic,
Zero Boys,
Aswad,
Livin' Joy,
Patti Smith,
Mantronix,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Technova,
The Skatalites,
The Red Krayola,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fad Gadget,
Adolescents,
Aural Exciters,
Cluster,
Banda Bassotti,
Juan Atkins,
Subhumans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Das Ding,
Marine Girls,
Organ,
Public Enemy,
Eric Copeland,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
Davy DMX,
The Gap Band,
EPMD,
Skarface,
Bizarre Inc.,
Steve Hackett,
Television Personalities,
Ponytail,
The Zeros,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joey Negro,
Little Man,
In Retrospect,
Rites of Spring,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joensuu 1685,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angry Samoans,
Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman, Rapeman.
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.