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 Papua New Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jesper Dahlbäck 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Steve Hackett record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
the Swans,
Kerri Chandler,
The Invisible,
The Last Poets,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Modern Lovers,
Lakeside,
Suicide,
X-102,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang of Four,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Count Five,
Warsaw,
Fat Boys,
The Move,
Oblivians,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lower 48,
Television Personalities,
Judy Mowatt,
John Holt,
Cybotron,
Nick Fraelich,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
Soul Sonic Force,
Depeche Mode,
ABC,
Eli Mardock,
Interpol,
The Raincoats,
Ultimate Spinach,
Los Fastidios,
Derrick Morgan,
Rotary Connection,
The Music Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hoover,
Suburban Knight,
Boogie Down Productions,
Buzzcocks,
Skaos,
New Order,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Zero Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
John Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
The Tremeloes,
Jacques Brel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marvin Gaye,
Charles Mingus,
Audionom,
The New Christs,
Electric Prunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.