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 Cyprus 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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Maurizio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
Index,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Human League,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
Dennis Brown,
Country Teasers,
Aaron Thompson,
Dorothy Ashby,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Surgeon,
Unrelated Segments,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythm & Sound,
Delta 5,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay,
Hot Snakes,
Scion,
Joe Finger,
Derrick May,
Talk Talk,
Urselle,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
F. McDonald,
Magma,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Faraquet,
the Germs,
Goldenarms,
Maleditus Sound,
Basic Channel,
Japan,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultra Naté,
The Selecter,
Ken Boothe,
Connie Case,
The Leaves,
Oblivians,
Alison Limerick,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bad Manners,
Blossom Toes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Little Man,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare,
The Real Kids,
Danielle Patucci,
Radiohead,
Nas,
The Mummies,
Make Up,
Lalann,
Eden Ahbez,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Adolescents,
Nils Olav,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.