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 Greece and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Chrome to the grime 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
A Certain Ratio,
Agent Orange,
Mantronix,
the Swans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Graham Central Station,
New Age Steppers,
ABBA,
Hot Snakes,
The Misunderstood,
Radio Birdman,
Metal Thangz,
The Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Ohio Players,
Panda Bear,
Blossom Toes,
Ituana,
MDC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wings,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yellowson,
Bang On A Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Niagra,
Eric Copeland,
Kayak,
CMW,
Johnny Clarke,
Ken Boothe,
Arab on Radar,
Pulsallama,
Mr. Review,
Gang of Four,
The Shadows of Knight,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
Cal Tjader,
Laurel Aitken,
The Birthday Party,
Pussy Galore,
Surgeon,
Y Pants,
The Walker Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
The Doors,
Mandrill,
Black Bananas,
Joey Negro,
Silicon Teens,
The Beau Brummels,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New York Dolls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Buckinghams,
Nas,
Wally Richardson,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.