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 Kazakhstan and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Shadows of Knight to the techno 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Gang Green,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Starr,
Iggy Pop,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool Moe Dee,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultravox,
The Trojans,
Mars,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Selecter,
Popol Vuh,
The Kinks,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Gap Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lindisfarne,
The Leaves,
DNA,
Aaron Thompson,
Pierre Henry,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Country Teasers,
Dead Boys,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Scratch Acid,
Erasure,
Glenn Branca,
Donald Byrd,
Amazonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rod Modell,
Vainqueur,
Marvin Gaye,
Robert Wyatt,
Stereo Dub,
The Evens,
Suicide,
Jawbox,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Human League,
Alton Ellis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Main Source,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gang of Four,
Yazoo,
UT,
Deadbeat,
the Swans,
Spoonie Gee,
Absolute Body Control,
Scrapy,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.