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 Kosovo and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 güiro 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 DJ Sneak. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
The Searchers,
the Slits,
Charles Mingus,
Iggy Pop,
Subhumans,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deadbeat,
The Litter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wally Richardson,
Outsiders,
Black Sheep,
Minutemen,
Surgeon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
James White and The Blacks,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Accadde A,
Ronan,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camberwell Now,
Bob Dylan,
Isaac Hayes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marmalade,
These Immortal Souls,
Junior Murvin,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Massinfluence,
The Birthday Party,
Todd Rundgren,
OOIOO,
Blossom Toes,
Glenn Branca,
Drexciya,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Christie,
The Fall,
Howard Jones,
Delta 5,
Carl Craig,
kango's stein massive,
The Remains,
MDC,
The Sound,
The Happenings,
Funkadelic,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dirtbombs,
Johnny Clarke,
Robert Wyatt,
Can,
X-102,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.