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 Bahamas and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the disco 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Bad Manners tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiohead,
Interpol,
Ralphi Rosario,
Isaac Hayes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gap Band,
Jacques Brel,
Pulsallama,
cv313,
The Leaves,
Fear,
Theoretical Girls,
Mr. Review,
The Dave Clark Five,
Skaos,
Rod Modell,
The Misunderstood,
Ultra Naté,
The Monochrome Set,
H. Thieme,
The Black Dice,
Laurel Aitken,
Echospace,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joey Negro,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mandrill,
Barbara Tucker,
Jandek,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
China Crisis,
Flamin' Groovies,
EPMD,
Reuben Wilson,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Barracudas,
The Neon Judgement,
The Searchers,
Aswad,
Mission of Burma,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Niagra,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Blake Baxter,
New Order,
Marine Girls,
Donald Byrd,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Yellowson,
Adolescents,
Morten Harket,
Deadbeat,
Sarah Menescal,
Albert Ayler,
Chris & Cosey,
Grauzone,
Kerrie Biddell,
Girls At Our Best!,
Au Pairs,
Warren Ellis,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.