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 South Sudan 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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Aaron Thompson to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Ponytail,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Laurel Aitken,
Bob Dylan,
Talk Talk,
Qualms,
Amon Düül II,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Henry Cow,
Agent Orange,
the Bar-Kays,
Fad Gadget,
Malaria!,
Scan 7,
Oneida,
Jacob Miller,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter & Gordon,
Dennis Brown,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The J.B.'s,
Jeff Lynne,
Pylon,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Soulsonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Popol Vuh,
Lungfish,
Arab on Radar,
Cymande,
Marcia Griffiths,
Echospace,
The Move,
Sandy B,
Radiohead,
Frankie Knuckles,
Yazoo,
Mars,
T.S.O.L.,
The Blues Magoos,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Wasted Youth,
Pole,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Names,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Simply Red,
Young Marble Giants,
Gil Scott Heron,
Swans,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
The Human League,
Don Cherry,
the Sonics,
New York Dolls,
Arthur Verocai,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.