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 Russia and from Tehran.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Cure to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Animal Collective,
Albert Ayler,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kas Product,
Pet Shop Boys,
R.M.O.,
Sugar Minott,
LL Cool J,
Vladislav Delay,
Negative Approach,
Kool Moe Dee,
Slave,
Easy Going,
The Motions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
B.T. Express,
The Raincoats,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David Axelrod,
The Smiths,
The Knickerbockers,
June of 44,
Kenny Larkin,
Suicide,
Chris Corsano,
Sparks,
Magma,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Lightning Bolt,
New York Dolls,
Neu!,
The Residents,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ten City,
Man Parrish,
OOIOO,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Mojo Men,
These Immortal Souls,
Freddie Wadling,
Eric Dolphy,
Boredoms,
Bad Manners,
Urselle,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Associates,
Sexual Harrassment,
Warren Ellis,
Skaos,
Crooked Eye,
Althea and Donna,
Letta Mbulu,
Ludus,
Saccharine Trust,
Peter and Kerry,
Aural Exciters,
Outsiders,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.