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 Malta and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rites of Spring to the crunk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scrapy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Basic Channel,
Camberwell Now,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Aaron Thompson,
Robert Hood,
Delta 5,
Godley & Creme,
The Dead C,
The American Breed,
Sam Rivers,
Johnny Clarke,
The Wake,
Theoretical Girls,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Golliwogs,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Barry Ungar,
Oneida,
Skriet,
The Young Rascals,
June of 44,
Ronan,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sonics,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Flag,
Lower 48,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Barrington Levy,
The Cowsills,
Boredoms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Bananas,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gang Green,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Deadbeat,
Clear Light,
Excepter,
Junior Murvin,
Au Pairs,
Easy Going,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bobby Womack,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Görl,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Mummies,
the Soft Cell,
Glenn Branca,
Marine Girls,
X-101,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.