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 India and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Oneida to the funk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Ludus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Gil Scott Heron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flash Fearless,
Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Visage,
Derrick Morgan,
Crooked Eye,
Con Funk Shun,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ohio Players,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Womack,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hot Snakes,
The Moleskins,
Dave Gahan,
Terry Callier,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Buckinghams,
Sparks,
Matthew Halsall,
The Vogues,
Glenn Branca,
Faust,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Raincoats,
Janne Schatter,
Frankie Knuckles,
Newcleus,
Audionom,
Rakim,
Aural Exciters,
Lindisfarne,
Unwound,
Bootsy Collins,
Mad Mike,
Sex Pistols,
Arab on Radar,
Sound Behaviour,
Tomorrow,
Kaleidoscope,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
Ten City,
Spandau Ballet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eurythmics,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tres Demented,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cecil Taylor,
the Association,
The Fall,
The Seeds,
Brick,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.