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 Saudi Arabia and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 John Foxx to the rock 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Cal Tjader,
Ohio Players,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Newcleus,
Easy Going,
The Pop Group,
Quando Quango,
The Buckinghams,
Unwound,
The Dirtbombs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Parry Music,
Soul II Soul,
Angry Samoans,
John Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
JFA,
cv313,
Davy DMX,
H. Thieme,
Sarah Menescal,
Byron Stingily,
Soulsonic Force,
Stetsasonic,
The Busters,
AZ,
The Barracudas,
La Düsseldorf,
Glenn Branca,
The Index,
Danielle Patucci,
Henry Cow,
The Monks,
Black Flag,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Divine Comedy,
Reuben Wilson,
Depeche Mode,
Model 500,
Scratch Acid,
World's Most,
Outsiders,
Anakelly,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
X-102,
T. Rex,
One Last Wish,
Joensuu 1685,
Theoretical Girls,
the Swans,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Happenings,
Underground Resistance,
The Neon Judgement,
Au Pairs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Nico,
Robert Görl,
Alton Ellis,
Pole,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.