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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Absolute Body Control to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Negative Approach,
Derrick Morgan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
OOIOO,
The Neon Judgement,
Flipper,
Boredoms,
Terry Callier,
Pere Ubu,
Cybotron,
Pulsallama,
John Holt,
Eurythmics,
Tubeway Army,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Durutti Column,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Invisible,
Newcleus,
Subhumans,
The Gap Band,
Main Source,
Sun Ra,
Ohio Players,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker,
KRS-One,
Easy Going,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marcia Griffiths,
Wolf Eyes,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Stooges,
Suburban Knight,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Harry Pussy,
The Motions,
The Cowsills,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Real Kids,
Outsiders,
The Barracudas,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fortunes,
Crooked Eye,
The Fuzztones,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Public Enemy,
Marc Almond,
Joe Finger,
the Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.