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 Senegal and from Mexico City.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
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 marimba 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 The Shadows of Knight to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Ultimate Spinach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ten City,
Marine Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Outsiders,
Glenn Branca,
Crash Course in Science,
H. Thieme,
Porter Ricks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
The Five Americans,
Wally Richardson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yellowson,
Oblivians,
The Gories,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Masters at Work,
Joey Negro,
Susan Cadogan,
Young Marble Giants,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Cluster,
The Music Machine,
Royal Trux,
The Searchers,
Ronan,
In Retrospect,
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
The Smiths,
Chris Corsano,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Essential Logic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Cybotron,
the Bar-Kays,
Peter and Kerry,
Monolake,
Yusef Lateef,
The Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alice Coltrane,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Deepchord,
Nas,
Dennis Brown,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Derrick Morgan,
Cheater Slicks,
The Index,
Skarface,
Skaos,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.