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 Denmark and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Echospace to the disco 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Remains record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Warren Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Sound,
the Sonics,
Trumans Water,
The United States of America,
The Doors,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gang of Four,
Wings,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scott Walker,
The Fall,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wasted Youth,
Peter and Kerry,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Saints,
Althea and Donna,
Neil Young,
David Axelrod,
Gang Green,
The Fuzztones,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Cale,
June Days,
The Gories,
Rod Modell,
Pylon,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul II Soul,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacques Brel,
The Young Rascals,
Sun Ra,
These Immortal Souls,
Radiopuhelimet,
Desert Stars,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Sherman,
Susan Cadogan,
Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare,
Skarface,
Ultravox,
The Birthday Party,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ornette Coleman,
Eurythmics,
Public Enemy,
the Germs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Donny Hathaway,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DJ Sneak,
Qualms,
Dual Sessions,
Visage,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.