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 France and from Hong Kong.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Dual Sessions to the funk 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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker,
Kool Moe Dee,
Minny Pops,
Lungfish,
Howard Jones,
Angry Samoans,
The Last Poets,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Underground Resistance,
The Monks,
Agitation Free,
The Selecter,
The Dead C,
The Shadows of Knight,
8 Eyed Spy,
Altered Images,
The Doors,
DNA,
Dead Boys,
Oblivians,
Aaron Thompson,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Black Dice,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
B.T. Express,
Groovy Waters,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Wake,
Jeru the Damaja,
Franke,
Scientists,
Matthew Bourne,
Yaz,
X-102,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mr. Review,
These Immortal Souls,
Kurtis Blow,
Gastr Del Sol,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Divine Comedy,
Wire,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The New Christs,
L. Decosne,
Swans,
Radiohead,
Tom Boy,
Skaos,
The Slackers,
Rod Modell,
Urselle,
Bobby Byrd,
Babytalk,
Oneida,
Sound Behaviour,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Birthday Party,
Yazoo,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.