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 Cape Verde and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen 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 crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme 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?
Yazoo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cameo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Terry,
The Knickerbockers,
Sparks,
Mr. Review,
Michelle Simonal,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fad Gadget,
Sun Ra,
Dennis Brown,
a-ha,
Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
KRS-One,
Bob Dylan,
Lalann,
Sexual Harrassment,
Junior Murvin,
Marvin Gaye,
E-Dancer,
Laurel Aitken,
Niagra,
B.T. Express,
Carl Craig,
Faraquet,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dead C,
Suicide,
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bang On A Can,
Blancmange,
Yellowson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marcia Griffiths,
ABC,
Thee Headcoats,
John Foxx,
Adolescents,
Kerri Chandler,
The Moody Blues,
Boredoms,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neu!,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
The Stooges,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin,
Index,
The Remains,
Little Man,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.