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 Slovakia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the punk 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Lynne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
The Five Americans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Brass Construction,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
AZ,
Dual Sessions,
The Invisible,
The Moody Blues,
Morten Harket,
Reagan Youth,
Half Japanese,
Ronnie Foster,
Jeff Mills,
Technova,
World's Most,
Dave Gahan,
Reuben Wilson,
Swell Maps,
Tommy Roe,
Das Ding,
X-102,
The Smoke,
Brand Nubian,
Visage,
Soulsonic Force,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donald Byrd,
ABBA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Raincoats,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Evens,
Charles Mingus,
Mandrill,
Circle Jerks,
Blossom Toes,
F. McDonald,
Kas Product,
Gregory Isaacs,
John Lydon,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Seeds,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Electric Prunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Quadrant,
Pulsallama,
The Fortunes,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Mo-Dettes,
Lucky Dragons,
Scan 7,
The Sound,
Von Mondo,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter & Gordon,
Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth, Joe Smooth.
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.