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 France and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sisters of Mercy 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
R.M.O.,
Echospace,
The Victims,
LL Cool J,
The Fall,
The Stooges,
The Gap Band,
Iggy Pop,
Youth Brigade,
Aloha Tigers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Associates,
Audionom,
Eurythmics,
The Fire Engines,
Cameo,
Howard Jones,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Searchers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Morten Harket,
Lalann,
Spoonie Gee,
Inner City,
MC5,
Tommy Roe,
Cheater Slicks,
Young Marble Giants,
Blancmange,
the Fania All-Stars,
Terry Callier,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Smooth,
the Germs,
Carl Craig,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Supertramp,
Flipper,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mark Hollis,
Sparks,
Cymande,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Grauzone,
Desert Stars,
Massinfluence,
Metal Thangz,
Robert Hood,
Leonard Cohen,
Warsaw,
New Age Steppers,
Joyce Sims,
Von Mondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arcadia,
The Zeros,
Girls At Our Best!,
Stetsasonic,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.