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 Kuwait and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Malaria! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
The Vogues,
The Slackers,
The Raincoats,
John Foxx,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Martian,
Quantec,
Pet Shop Boys,
Godley & Creme,
Hoover,
Surgeon,
Kerri Chandler,
Skaos,
The Knickerbockers,
The Barracudas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stiv Bators,
The Black Dice,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
Outsiders,
Bang On A Can,
The Standells,
Negative Approach,
This Heat,
Goldenarms,
The New Christs,
Second Layer,
Radiopuhelimet,
New York Dolls,
Fear,
Minor Threat,
David McCallum,
Al Stewart,
The Doobie Brothers,
Trumans Water,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alison Limerick,
Spoonie Gee,
Audionom,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lou Reed,
Amazonics,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Soft Cell,
Nico,
Flipper,
Tres Demented,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wally Richardson,
Loose Ends,
Chrome,
Shoche,
Kas Product,
Barrington Levy,
Skriet,
Eli Mardock,
Maurizio,
Newcleus,
Jacques Brel,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.