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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 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 Ludus to the electroclash 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Newcleus,
Henry Cow,
Tomorrow,
Procol Harum,
Qualms,
Silicon Teens,
The Moody Blues,
The Divine Comedy,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
AZ,
Pharoah Sanders,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
The Grass Roots,
Thompson Twins,
Curtis Mayfield,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Intrusion,
Kayak,
The Velvet Underground,
Funkadelic,
Duran Duran,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eddi Front,
Rites of Spring,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eli Mardock,
PIL,
Parry Music,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonny Sharrock,
In Retrospect,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wire,
Black Moon,
Sex Pistols,
Ornette Coleman,
kango's stein massive,
Brothers Johnson,
Freddie Wadling,
Tommy Roe,
Dennis Brown,
Janne Schatter,
CMW,
Zero Boys,
Heaven 17,
Slave,
Altered Images,
Au Pairs,
The Litter,
Yusef Lateef,
Mo-Dettes,
Roger Hodgson,
Connie Case,
The Names,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.