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 Malta and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 marimba 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
Fear,
Radio Birdman,
Altered Images,
The Cramps,
John Foxx,
The Doors,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Sonics,
Aural Exciters,
Talk Talk,
Scrapy,
Max Romeo,
Kaleidoscope,
The Buckinghams,
Reuben Wilson,
Soft Machine,
Faust,
JFA,
New York Dolls,
Inner City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
ABC,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unrelated Segments,
Essential Logic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
EPMD,
Dennis Brown,
The New Christs,
Lyres,
Boz Scaggs,
New Order,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nas,
Tears for Fears,
Albert Ayler,
Eve St. Jones,
Iggy Pop,
The Moleskins,
Oblivians,
Wolf Eyes,
Joe Finger,
Rapeman,
Mo-Dettes,
Gichy Dan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lightning Bolt,
The United States of America,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pere Ubu,
The Gories,
The Fugs,
Pierre Henry,
Agitation Free,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joe Smooth,
Sun Ra,
D'Angelo,
the Slits,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.