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 Ukraine and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rap 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Warsaw,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Vladislav Delay,
Cheater Slicks,
Lee Hazlewood,
Los Fastidios,
The American Breed,
Nick Fraelich,
Anakelly,
Schoolly D,
Sun City Girls,
The Toasters,
Gabor Szabo,
Bad Manners,
Delta 5,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Angry Samoans,
Second Layer,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeru the Damaja,
Black Sheep,
Lakeside,
Mary Jane Girls,
Quando Quango,
Yaz,
K-Klass,
T.S.O.L.,
Yellowson,
Underground Resistance,
Rotary Connection,
Joyce Sims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Neil Young,
Pulsallama,
The Walker Brothers,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Pus,
Leonard Cohen,
The Beau Brummels,
Roy Ayers,
June Days,
Wire,
The Cramps,
Joensuu 1685,
Pussy Galore,
Dawn Penn,
Nico,
Depeche Mode,
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Vainqueur,
Young Marble Giants,
Babytalk,
Delon & Dalcan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Franke,
The Dead C,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Aaron Thompson,
Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt, Lightning Bolt.
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.