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 Saudi Arabia and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 Gap Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stockholm Monsters,
The Fugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Nirvana,
The Dirtbombs,
Suburban Knight,
10cc,
Cluster,
The Blackbyrds,
Kenny Larkin,
Hashim,
Hasil Adkins,
Camberwell Now,
Terry Callier,
Trumans Water,
the Soft Cell,
Moebius,
Duran Duran,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Youth Brigade,
L. Decosne,
The Skatalites,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Mars,
Wasted Youth,
F. McDonald,
Lou Reed,
Pagans,
Yusef Lateef,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sight & Sound,
China Crisis,
The Smoke,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fugazi,
Johnny Clarke,
Gang Gang Dance,
Infiniti,
Moby Grape,
Pet Shop Boys,
Fat Boys,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Five Americans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
Rod Modell,
Janne Schatter,
Mandrill,
Johnny Osbourne,
Babytalk,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Supertramp,
New Order,
Sixth Finger,
Black Sheep,
Porter Ricks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Rufus Thomas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rekid,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.