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 Lithuania and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Jakarta.
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 theremin 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 Soft Machine to the techno 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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
New Order,
Brothers Johnson,
The Monks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric Copeland,
Oneida,
DJ Sneak,
Dennis Brown,
The Modern Lovers,
Soulsonic Force,
Niagra,
Charles Mingus,
Mo-Dettes,
Grauzone,
The Detroit Cobras,
Little Man,
Scrapy,
Procol Harum,
Bill Wells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
New York Dolls,
The Star Department,
ABC,
Visage,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Warren Ellis,
Faust,
The Velvet Underground,
Radio Birdman,
Quadrant,
Amon Düül,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Young Rascals,
Rosa Yemen,
the Slits,
Slave,
Tomorrow,
Archie Shepp,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Scan 7,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kas Product,
UT,
June Days,
Franke,
Adolescents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sixth Finger,
The Pop Group,
Pantaleimon,
Traffic Nightmare,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Clear Light,
Black Pus,
Duran Duran,
The Selecter,
10cc,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Doobie Brothers,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.