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 Sudan and from Mumbai.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Subhumans to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scott Walker. All the underground hits.
All Kool Moe Dee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Don Cherry,
Ultra Naté,
China Crisis,
Brand Nubian,
Mission of Burma,
The Neon Judgement,
CMW,
Michelle Simonal,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Model 500,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hot Snakes,
Letta Mbulu,
Symarip,
Moby Grape,
Gang Gang Dance,
Hasil Adkins,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dark Day,
Nico,
The Grass Roots,
Maleditus Sound,
Pagans,
E-Dancer,
Popol Vuh,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Tremeloes,
the Sonics,
Buzzcocks,
Index,
The Fortunes,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sandy B,
Ultravox,
Bad Manners,
The Vogues,
Ponytail,
Animal Collective,
Tubeway Army,
H. Thieme,
Suicide,
Kerri Chandler,
Fad Gadget,
Chris & Cosey,
Deepchord,
Roxy Music,
Black Moon,
Wolf Eyes,
Warsaw,
Little Man,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Skaos,
The Seeds,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Misunderstood,
Silicon Teens,
Unwound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.