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 Greece and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Max Romeo to the disco 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Quantec,
Crime,
The Cure,
Depeche Mode,
The Dirtbombs,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Doors,
The Slackers,
Darondo,
Lyres,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
AZ,
Wasted Youth,
Radiopuhelimet,
Camouflage,
Radiohead,
Dual Sessions,
Maleditus Sound,
Fluxion,
Qualms,
Blancmange,
Los Fastidios,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mr. Review,
Second Layer,
Monks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Divine Comedy,
Morten Harket,
The Stooges,
Ultra Naté,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dennis Brown,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott Heron,
John Cale,
Tom Boy,
The Fortunes,
Man Parrish,
Fela Kuti,
The Star Department,
Eddi Front,
Max Romeo,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Delta 5,
Lakeside,
Cybotron,
Deadbeat,
B.T. Express,
The Knickerbockers,
Jeff Mills,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roger Hodgson,
Toni Rubio,
Ituana,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.