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 Andorra and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Kenny Larkin to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Sisters of Mercy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Saccharine Trust,
Average White Band,
Minutemen,
The Pretty Things,
Eden Ahbez,
Cluster,
Rakim,
Half Japanese,
ABC,
Alice Coltrane,
Harpers Bizarre,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Wolf Eyes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Babytalk,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Massinfluence,
Swell Maps,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
The United States of America,
The Gun Club,
The Blues Magoos,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Don Cherry,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Bananas,
the Association,
Sällskapet,
Smog,
a-ha,
Pharoah Sanders,
John Holt,
Albert Ayler,
Unwound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Silicon Teens,
A Certain Ratio,
Anakelly,
Derrick Morgan,
Von Mondo,
The Velvet Underground,
Surgeon,
The Remains,
Trumans Water,
Ludus,
Lucky Dragons,
Young Marble Giants,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cal Tjader,
Intrusion,
Kool Moe Dee,
In Retrospect,
David Bowie,
The Moleskins,
Jesper Dahlback,
MC5,
Supertramp,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.