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 Syria and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Barracudas 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Monochrome Set,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sister Nancy,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delta 5,
Josef K,
Warsaw,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gories,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Swans,
The Fortunes,
Cheater Slicks,
Spoonie Gee,
the Fania All-Stars,
Babytalk,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gun Club,
UT,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crime,
Pantytec,
Agitation Free,
Matthew Halsall,
Byron Stingily,
Swans,
Bauhaus,
the Germs,
48th St. Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Henry Cow,
Thompson Twins,
Ornette Coleman,
Tears for Fears,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gerry Rafferty,
Guru Guru,
The Last Poets,
Rapeman,
Talk Talk,
Yazoo,
Kayak,
Marshall Jefferson,
the Soft Cell,
Barry Ungar,
Man Eating Sloth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Dead C,
Tomorrow,
The Trojans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Monolake,
E-Dancer,
Pagans,
Franke,
Intrusion,
Neu!,
Icehouse,
June of 44,
Isaac Hayes,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.