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 Nepal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Tomorrow to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
June of 44,
Smog,
Reagan Youth,
Zero Boys,
Trumans Water,
The Kinks,
Minutemen,
The Offenders,
Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Buzzcocks,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smoke,
the Slits,
Groovy Waters,
Absolute Body Control,
Pere Ubu,
Pole,
Cymande,
Stetsasonic,
Donald Byrd,
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
DJ Sneak,
Index,
These Immortal Souls,
New Order,
Dual Sessions,
The Trojans,
The Pretty Things,
Vainqueur,
This Heat,
Crash Course in Science,
Duran Duran,
Danielle Patucci,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Vladislav Delay,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Oblivians,
The Last Poets,
Marc Almond,
Animal Collective,
Brass Construction,
Harpers Bizarre,
Public Enemy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sarah Menescal,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sonic Youth,
Fad Gadget,
E-Dancer,
Masters at Work,
JFA,
Malaria!,
Negative Approach,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.