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 Pakistan and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 chamberlin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Colin Newman,
Flipper,
The Last Poets,
The Black Dice,
Yusef Lateef,
Judy Mowatt,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Brass Construction,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Dawn Penn,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Minutemen,
Royal Trux,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Human League,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
Oblivians,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nas,
Hoover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
Neil Young,
Boz Scaggs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Heaven 17,
The Associates,
Can,
The Names,
Kenny Larkin,
Monolake,
Prince Buster,
Nik Kershaw,
Audionom,
Iggy Pop,
Cluster,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Count Five,
Barrington Levy,
The Walker Brothers,
Ice-T,
Interpol,
Marine Girls,
Eli Mardock,
Slick Rick,
The Raincoats,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jerry Gold Smith,
kango's stein massive,
Shoche,
Youth Brigade,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tomorrow,
Oneida,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.