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 San Marino and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Echospace to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
The Five Americans,
Lou Christie,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
The Gories,
Sound Behaviour,
Blancmange,
10cc,
Chris & Cosey,
Theoretical Girls,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
A Certain Ratio,
Ohio Players,
The Moody Blues,
PIL,
The Invisible,
Negative Approach,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crooked Eye,
Sex Pistols,
Massinfluence,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Clear Light,
Visage,
Eddi Front,
Lakeside,
Nas,
Tom Boy,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun City Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Harpers Bizarre,
Erykah Badu,
MDC,
Jeru the Damaja,
Basic Channel,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Soft Machine,
Neu!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Royal Trux,
The Knickerbockers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Sonics,
Quadrant,
Cluster,
The Mojo Men,
The Blues Magoos,
Slave,
DJ Style,
John Foxx,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shuggie Otis,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.