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 Russia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 T. Rex to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Pagans,
The Move,
Chris & Cosey,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pere Ubu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scion,
Loose Ends,
Barry Ungar,
Sixth Finger,
Dennis Brown,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Gun Club,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scratch Acid,
John Lydon,
The Cure,
Popol Vuh,
Silicon Teens,
Buzzcocks,
The Black Dice,
Althea and Donna,
Crooked Eye,
Rotary Connection,
cv313,
Darondo,
Michelle Simonal,
Depeche Mode,
One Last Wish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Music Machine,
Neu!,
Roxette,
Desert Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Livin' Joy,
The Motions,
Sight & Sound,
MDC,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
The J.B.'s,
New York Dolls,
In Retrospect,
Danielle Patucci,
The Alarm Clocks,
Metal Thangz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Robert Hood,
48th St. Collective,
Agitation Free,
The Slits,
Smog,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Monks,
Brand Nubian,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.