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 Bolivia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Supertramp to the rock 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Japan,
The Residents,
Dave Gahan,
The Fire Engines,
The Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Slave,
Kerri Chandler,
Easy Going,
Desert Stars,
The Smiths,
Shoche,
Spandau Ballet,
Sex Pistols,
Tubeway Army,
Ludus,
Eli Mardock,
the Association,
The Skatalites,
Judy Mowatt,
Hashim,
Audionom,
Nico,
Television Personalities,
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones,
Al Stewart,
Marcia Griffiths,
Wire,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alice Coltrane,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
Model 500,
Howard Jones,
John Holt,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Au Pairs,
Josef K,
Pere Ubu,
Grauzone,
Pagans,
Motorama,
Flash Fearless,
cv313,
The Moleskins,
Rekid,
Whodini,
Chris & Cosey,
Bang On A Can,
Mandrill,
Cheater Slicks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Warren Ellis,
Accadde A,
Man Parrish,
Lou Christie,
The Neon Judgement,
Curtis Mayfield,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.