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 Barbados 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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Misunderstood to the electroclash 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 Crooked Eye. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Erasure,
Organ,
Darondo,
Guru Guru,
Funky Four + One,
Wally Richardson,
Nico,
Clear Light,
Zapp,
Faust,
Jerry's Kids,
Lindisfarne,
Urselle,
Pylon,
David McCallum,
The Golliwogs,
Bobby Byrd,
Surgeon,
Brothers Johnson,
The Knickerbockers,
The Electric Prunes,
Second Layer,
Peter & Gordon,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deadbeat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Kevin Saunderson,
AZ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sam Rivers,
Funkadelic,
The Detroit Cobras,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pantaleimon,
Max Romeo,
Blancmange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Flamin' Groovies,
The American Breed,
Bobby Hutcherson,
This Heat,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scrapy,
Pierre Henry,
Slave,
Boredoms,
The Trojans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ponytail,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Television Personalities,
Cameo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joe Smooth,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grey Daturas,
Grauzone,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.