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 Monaco and from Seoul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Gang Green to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bang on a Can All-Stars 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 mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Duran Duran,
Gong,
AZ,
Outsiders,
Black Bananas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eric Copeland,
The Selecter,
Ken Boothe,
Young Marble Giants,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
The J.B.'s,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Busters,
Freddie Wadling,
The Durutti Column,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tim Buckley,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cheater Slicks,
The Slits,
Nico,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Modern Lovers,
Gichy Dan,
John Foxx,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Birthday Party,
Amon Düül,
Curtis Mayfield,
Vainqueur,
The Toasters,
Letta Mbulu,
The Buckinghams,
Visage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Desert Stars,
Aural Exciters,
Pharoah Sanders,
KRS-One,
Quadrant,
Hashim,
The Music Machine,
Nas,
Ponytail,
Adolescents,
Isaac Hayes,
Brick,
The Standells,
Judy Mowatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Guru Guru,
Eve St. Jones,
Rakim,
Brass Construction,
Pole, Pole, Pole, Pole.
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.