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 Benin and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb 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 Mo-Dettes to the rock 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shoche,
Morten Harket,
Clear Light,
Goldenarms,
H. Thieme,
Yusef Lateef,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Bananas,
The Slackers,
Reagan Youth,
Echospace,
Flamin' Groovies,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Marc Almond,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lindisfarne,
Skaos,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
T.S.O.L.,
Man Parrish,
The Moleskins,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Radiohead,
Grauzone,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
Scion,
Rhythm & Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Todd Terry,
Reuben Wilson,
Organ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Half Japanese,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris Corsano,
John Holt,
Thompson Twins,
Surgeon,
Sun City Girls,
Malaria!,
Rites of Spring,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Human League,
Rakim,
The Associates,
Saccharine Trust,
Rosa Yemen,
Alison Limerick,
Blossom Toes,
The J.B.'s,
The Real Kids,
Pet Shop Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Soft Cell,
B.T. Express,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.