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 Australia and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cramps to the crunk 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 The Gories. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys 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 synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Fugazi,
Ronnie Foster,
The Move,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Sparks,
Eric B and Rakim,
Quantec,
Roger Hodgson,
Wally Richardson,
Black Flag,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nico,
Buzzcocks,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dead Boys,
Grey Daturas,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Average White Band,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Boredoms,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Eli Mardock,
Judy Mowatt,
Tom Boy,
Rosa Yemen,
JFA,
The Vogues,
The Fugs,
Albert Ayler,
Iggy Pop,
FM Einheit,
Joey Negro,
Jeru the Damaja,
Unrelated Segments,
OOIOO,
Trumans Water,
Aural Exciters,
Goldenarms,
Juan Atkins,
The Slits,
Visage,
The Zeros,
Black Pus,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Detroit Cobras,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
ABC,
The Happenings,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Letta Mbulu,
Marmalade,
Television,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
Alphaville,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.