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 Ethiopia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron 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 Tom Boy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gong,
Max Romeo,
Todd Rundgren,
FM Einheit,
Television Personalities,
Ornette Coleman,
The Happenings,
Carl Craig,
Underground Resistance,
La Düsseldorf,
Groovy Waters,
Grey Daturas,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
Don Cherry,
The Gladiators,
Davy DMX,
Jandek,
Electric Prunes,
Flipper,
Kerri Chandler,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Electric Prunes,
Al Stewart,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tom Boy,
Kurtis Blow,
Q and Not U,
Skaos,
Lindisfarne,
Loose Ends,
Moebius,
Idris Muhammad,
F. McDonald,
Accadde A,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Vainqueur,
The Human League,
Hashim,
a-ha,
Blancmange,
Morten Harket,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Piero Umiliani,
Theoretical Girls,
the Germs,
The Fugs,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
Goldenarms,
Rites of Spring,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Crime,
Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented, Tres Demented.
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.