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 Romania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Ossler,
Bad Manners,
Jesper Dahlback,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Monochrome Set,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ohio Players,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection,
Urselle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Alarm Clocks,
Negative Approach,
Eddi Front,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonic Youth,
Soft Machine,
The Durutti Column,
Junior Murvin,
Jacques Brel,
Television Personalities,
Pylon,
Maleditus Sound,
The Smoke,
John Foxx,
The Dead C,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Human League,
The Misunderstood,
Jeff Mills,
The Searchers,
China Crisis,
Second Layer,
Tom Boy,
Alton Ellis,
Jimmy McGriff,
MDC,
Gichy Dan,
The Cowsills,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Trumans Water,
The Mojo Men,
Mr. Review,
Henry Cow,
Altered Images,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
Ken Boothe,
The Real Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Marshall Jefferson,
R.M.O.,
The Vogues,
Pulsallama,
The Busters,
B.T. Express,
The Flesh Eaters,
Lower 48,
Excepter,
Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras, Bush Tetras.
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.