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 Laos and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
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 spring reverb 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the punk 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 The Dirtbombs. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
London Community Gospel Choir,
Faust,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minnie Riperton,
Nik Kershaw,
Eurythmics,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cure,
Spoonie Gee,
The Tremeloes,
Urselle,
Roxette,
Black Sheep,
Sister Nancy,
Sun City Girls,
Joyce Sims,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Infiniti,
The Zeros,
10cc,
Pylon,
John Lydon,
Surgeon,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Michelle Simonal,
New York Dolls,
The Knickerbockers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dennis Brown,
Jeff Lynne,
X-102,
New Age Steppers,
Hardrive,
Susan Cadogan,
The Five Americans,
The Saints,
Blossom Toes,
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers,
Bang On A Can,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Holt,
Angry Samoans,
Minny Pops,
Intrusion,
Bootsy Collins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bill Wells,
Pagans,
Mark Hollis,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Reuben Wilson,
Radiopuhelimet,
Josef K,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.