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 Estonia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 Lou Reed 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 Moody Blues to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pylon,
Visage,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Smiths,
Con Funk Shun,
Electric Prunes,
Guru Guru,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Joe Finger,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nirvana,
LL Cool J,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slits,
Mo-Dettes,
Maurizio,
Crime,
Chris & Cosey,
New Order,
Althea and Donna,
Lindisfarne,
Los Fastidios,
Essential Logic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gap Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Josef K,
Groovy Waters,
The Zeros,
Rites of Spring,
Donald Byrd,
A Certain Ratio,
Sugar Minott,
Colin Newman,
Toni Rubio,
The Sonics,
The Human League,
Barrington Levy,
Eli Mardock,
Bobby Sherman,
Pulsallama,
The Count Five,
The Leaves,
Donny Hathaway,
The Golliwogs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ken Boothe,
Boredoms,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
World's Most,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
The Smoke,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Deadbeat,
Mark Hollis,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.