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 Malta and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Techniques to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Scan 7,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Laurel Aitken,
The Count Five,
Robert Wyatt,
Grey Daturas,
Smog,
Public Image Ltd.,
This Heat,
Crooked Eye,
ABC,
Joy Division,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Drexciya,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Reuben Wilson,
Bronski Beat,
Zapp,
Ohio Players,
The Fortunes,
Ossler,
The Slackers,
Slick Rick,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-101,
Y Pants,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sparks,
Public Enemy,
Swell Maps,
Barrington Levy,
The Doors,
Circle Jerks,
Tres Demented,
Basic Channel,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
Infiniti,
Michelle Simonal,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Five Americans,
Kurtis Blow,
X-Ray Spex,
Absolute Body Control,
Big Daddy Kane,
Camouflage,
cv313,
The Divine Comedy,
The Young Rascals,
The Fuzztones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Smiths,
Lee Hazlewood,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Flag,
Masters at Work,
The Raincoats,
The Golliwogs,
Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day, Dark Day.
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.