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 Morocco and from Spokane.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Spoonie Gee to the electroclash 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Organ,
Drive Like Jehu,
Youth Brigade,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jawbox,
X-Ray Spex,
Danielle Patucci,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Minny Pops,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marcia Griffiths,
Scrapy,
the Germs,
48th St. Collective,
Janne Schatter,
Tommy Roe,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxette,
Alphaville,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
Michelle Simonal,
Eddi Front,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
The New Christs,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Flamin' Groovies,
Eric Copeland,
Intrusion,
The Dirtbombs,
New Age Steppers,
Flash Fearless,
Shoche,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fuzztones,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
EPMD,
OOIOO,
The Cramps,
T.S.O.L.,
The Evens,
Quantec,
The Residents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Alton Ellis,
The Toasters,
The Searchers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
F. McDonald,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nico,
Alison Limerick,
Scientists,
Soulsonic Force,
Joey Negro,
Henry Cow,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.