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 Paraguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Adolescents to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Crispian St. Peters. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Delta 5,
The Young Rascals,
The Kinks,
Black Moon,
Erykah Badu,
Skarface,
Juan Atkins,
The Litter,
Sister Nancy,
the Slits,
Electric Prunes,
Ronan,
Duran Duran,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Gun Club,
CMW,
Charles Mingus,
Livin' Joy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
La Düsseldorf,
Television Personalities,
Pere Ubu,
Soul II Soul,
Neu!,
New Age Steppers,
Deakin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Massinfluence,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jacques Brel,
Jeff Mills,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Scrapy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
the Normal,
The Real Kids,
Ponytail,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cramps,
Excepter,
Ornette Coleman,
Angry Samoans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Names,
Fatback Band,
Erasure,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pet Shop Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Swell Maps,
The Searchers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mad Mike,
Qualms,
Franke,
The Barracudas,
The Standells,
Kerrie Biddell,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cecil Taylor,
Procol Harum,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.