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 United States and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cosmic Jokers to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erasure,
Al Stewart,
Dual Sessions,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry's Kids,
The Tremeloes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Gap Band,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ornette Coleman,
Tears for Fears,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Terry Callier,
the Germs,
Livin' Joy,
The Happenings,
Parry Music,
Talk Talk,
Animal Collective,
Alice Coltrane,
The Vogues,
Smog,
The Smoke,
Das Ding,
Jandek,
Pantytec,
Buzzcocks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Monks,
Davy DMX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pierre Henry,
Skaos,
Quando Quango,
Peter and Kerry,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Yusef Lateef,
Supertramp,
Mission of Burma,
Crooked Eye,
Dead Boys,
Unrelated Segments,
New Order,
Nation of Ulysses,
Byron Stingily,
The Move,
Public Enemy,
Eric Dolphy,
Cybotron,
Frankie Knuckles,
Scion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Names,
The J.B.'s,
Brothers Johnson,
the Bar-Kays,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.