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 Afghanistan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Swans to the rap 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vaughan Mason & Crew record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marvin Gaye,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Smoke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
World's Most,
Joy Division,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
E-Dancer,
Agitation Free,
Monolake,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Almond,
Bluetip,
The Gladiators,
EPMD,
Sandy B,
Nik Kershaw,
Peter & Gordon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roxy Music,
The Searchers,
The Grass Roots,
Scan 7,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
Chris & Cosey,
Johnny Clarke,
the Human League,
The Zeros,
Sugar Minott,
The Doors,
Y Pants,
Spandau Ballet,
Sound Behaviour,
B.T. Express,
Bobby Womack,
The Evens,
ABBA,
The Monks,
Liliput,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Second Layer,
Cameo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Yaz,
Lindisfarne,
Pole,
Parry Music,
Flash Fearless,
Camouflage,
Byron Stingily,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nation of Ulysses,
Aural Exciters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Niagra,
The Velvet Underground,
Surgeon,
Popol Vuh,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.