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 Georgia and from Taipei.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 New Order to the jazz 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Television Personalities,
Harpers Bizarre,
Visage,
The Velvet Underground,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
L. Decosne,
Crime,
One Last Wish,
Tim Buckley,
The Gun Club,
The Blackbyrds,
kango's stein massive,
Brothers Johnson,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crooked Eye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
Grey Daturas,
Mad Mike,
The Gladiators,
Tropical Tobacco,
Slick Rick,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
World's Most,
the Swans,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yusef Lateef,
Rosa Yemen,
Isaac Hayes,
Metal Thangz,
Royal Trux,
Danielle Patucci,
The Moleskins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Freddie Wadling,
Organ,
Roger Hodgson,
Mission of Burma,
The Neon Judgement,
Mark Hollis,
Kool Moe Dee,
F. McDonald,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Hashim,
DNA,
The Remains,
Stereo Dub,
Blossom Toes,
Depeche Mode,
The Evens,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Birthday Party,
Banda Bassotti,
Rod Modell,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.