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 Denmark and from London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 güiro 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 Kas Product to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neu! record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Model 500,
Graham Central Station,
Depeche Mode,
Whodini,
Minor Threat,
The Barracudas,
Porter Ricks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Subhumans,
Buzzcocks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Intrusion,
Derrick May,
Crooked Eye,
Throbbing Gristle,
Fatback Band,
The Motions,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
Bill Near,
Barry Ungar,
Andrew Hill,
Inner City,
Scan 7,
James Chance & The Contortions,
a-ha,
Todd Rundgren,
Stetsasonic,
Ornette Coleman,
Hasil Adkins,
Sound Behaviour,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Cybotron,
Urselle,
Tom Boy,
Silicon Teens,
The Doors,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
E-Dancer,
Vainqueur,
Letta Mbulu,
X-101,
Crispian St. Peters,
Danielle Patucci,
Schoolly D,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Martian,
Idris Muhammad,
Deadbeat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Enemy,
Rufus Thomas,
Eddi Front,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nik Kershaw,
Iggy Pop,
The Last Poets,
Minutemen,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.