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 Serbia and from Edmonton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Evens to the rock 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 Gang Green. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Leonard Cohen,
Don Cherry,
Lucky Dragons,
Roger Hodgson,
The Gladiators,
Drive Like Jehu,
Supertramp,
Gang Starr,
Skaos,
Deepchord,
Siglo XX,
The Real Kids,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
U.S. Maple,
Organ,
Marvin Gaye,
Infiniti,
Delta 5,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Stereo Dub,
Neu!,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Colin Newman,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erykah Badu,
Crooked Eye,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cybotron,
Ohio Players,
Soft Cell,
New Age Steppers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scion,
Intrusion,
Subhumans,
Guru Guru,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Sherman,
The Remains,
Jandek,
Rod Modell,
Graham Central Station,
Sandy B,
Pagans,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Zeros,
Pere Ubu,
Roxy Music,
Kerri Chandler,
The Stooges,
Ludus,
Hoover,
The Young Rascals,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.