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 Norway and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Skaos to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skarface,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Icehouse,
Agitation Free,
Marcia Griffiths,
Howard Jones,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bronski Beat,
CMW,
Robert Hood,
Ten City,
One Last Wish,
The Grass Roots,
The Residents,
Fad Gadget,
Juan Atkins,
Infiniti,
Sun City Girls,
The Last Poets,
The Selecter,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Cecil Taylor,
Pierre Henry,
Surgeon,
Qualms,
Panda Bear,
The Cramps,
Neu!,
the Slits,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Busters,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Five Americans,
Ponytail,
The Wake,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Sonics,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Terrestrial Tones,
Flipper,
Kenny Larkin,
Slave,
Throbbing Gristle,
Reuben Wilson,
Dual Sessions,
Iggy Pop,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
Model 500,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Albert Ayler,
The Electric Prunes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mad Mike,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Angels of Light,
China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis, China Crisis.
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.