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 Japan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 World's Most to the dance 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Janne Schatter,
The Moleskins,
X-102,
Glenn Branca,
Main Source,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Deakin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Monks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brass Construction,
Ultra Naté,
Amon Düül II,
Zero Boys,
Surgeon,
Suburban Knight,
The Durutti Column,
Kerri Chandler,
Donald Byrd,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Aaron Thompson,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
10cc,
Joensuu 1685,
Crooked Eye,
These Immortal Souls,
Dennis Brown,
The Fugs,
Sarah Menescal,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minutemen,
Juan Atkins,
The Gap Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
Ice-T,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Saccharine Trust,
June Days,
the Germs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eurythmics,
Dave Gahan,
Roxette,
Dead Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
The Victims,
Jandek,
Eve St. Jones,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.