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 Cape Verde and from Jakarta.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Holger Czukay 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 Motions to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Gladiators,
The Litter,
Public Enemy,
Outsiders,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Grass Roots,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Aswad,
Judy Mowatt,
Nick Fraelich,
Minutemen,
Popol Vuh,
the Bar-Kays,
Pulsallama,
Jawbox,
The Gories,
X-101,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cluster,
Shuggie Otis,
Lakeside,
Sonic Youth,
The Dead C,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crime,
Quando Quango,
Leonard Cohen,
Kerrie Biddell,
New York Dolls,
Khruangbin,
The Velvet Underground,
Mantronix,
Groovy Waters,
Amon Düül,
Rufus Thomas,
Fela Kuti,
The Associates,
The Star Department,
Shoche,
Moss Icon,
Michelle Simonal,
Kerri Chandler,
Loose Ends,
The Real Kids,
Silicon Teens,
The Misunderstood,
Agitation Free,
The Trojans,
The Stooges,
Television,
Scratch Acid,
Lindisfarne,
Fugazi,
Banda Bassotti,
John Foxx,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Boogie Down Productions,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.