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 New Zealand and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Todd Rundgren to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Niagra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Morten Harket,
Gregory Isaacs,
DJ Style,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ronan,
Eli Mardock,
The Knickerbockers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Skriet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Altered Images,
Wire,
The Human League,
Funky Four + One,
Slave,
Livin' Joy,
Sight & Sound,
Essential Logic,
Inner City,
Absolute Body Control,
Mr. Review,
Siglo XX,
The Raincoats,
Nirvana,
Kerri Chandler,
Groovy Waters,
Derrick Morgan,
Al Stewart,
Moebius,
Guru Guru,
Jerry's Kids,
The Evens,
David Axelrod,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Monolake,
Banda Bassotti,
Excepter,
Roxy Music,
Sonic Youth,
Surgeon,
Thompson Twins,
Basic Channel,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minny Pops,
Sister Nancy,
Rapeman,
Cameo,
The Modern Lovers,
The J.B.'s,
Lyres,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tropical Tobacco,
Peter and Kerry,
Niagra,
Camberwell Now,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sandy B,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Pretty Things,
Symarip, Symarip, Symarip, Symarip.
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.