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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Thee Headcoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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 Human League,
Byron Stingily,
Unrelated Segments,
Soulsonic Force,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David Axelrod,
Qualms,
Ohio Players,
Quadrant,
Sex Pistols,
David McCallum,
Nas,
Outsiders,
The Victims,
DJ Style,
Ralphi Rosario,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
Smog,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Fortunes,
Underground Resistance,
Bush Tetras,
James White and The Blacks,
Ice-T,
Derrick May,
Judy Mowatt,
Mission of Burma,
Animal Collective,
Rapeman,
Gang Green,
The Tremeloes,
Grandmaster Flash,
E-Dancer,
Moss Icon,
Eli Mardock,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Severed Heads,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Technova,
Robert Wyatt,
Banda Bassotti,
Pulsallama,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hardrive,
Cheater Slicks,
Mary Jane Girls,
Grauzone,
Neu!,
Fat Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jerry's Kids,
David Bowie,
Sugar Minott,
Johnny Clarke,
T.S.O.L.,
Dead Boys,
Blossom Toes,
Deakin,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.