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 Ghana and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Groovy Waters to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
the Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
Hashim,
Agent Orange,
Echospace,
The Black Dice,
Joy Division,
Magma,
Nick Fraelich,
Juan Atkins,
OOIOO,
Unwound,
Desert Stars,
Sister Nancy,
John Holt,
R.M.O.,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Saints,
Lyres,
Pussy Galore,
Rekid,
Black Flag,
Index,
Girls At Our Best!,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joensuu 1685,
Soul II Soul,
Fugazi,
The Shadows of Knight,
Nico,
Kaleidoscope,
Man Eating Sloth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Steve Hackett,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Doors,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Blues Magoos,
Simply Red,
K-Klass,
The Toasters,
Deepchord,
Little Man,
Kevin Saunderson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Average White Band,
MDC,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Infiniti,
Minny Pops,
X-Ray Spex,
Ohio Players,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ludus,
Cameo,
Tubeway Army,
Country Teasers,
the Association,
The Dirtbombs,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, Lafayette Afro Rock 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.