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 Denmark and from Woodstock.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Victims to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All The Pop Group tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
Schoolly D,
The Index,
The Cramps,
Anthony Braxton,
Mo-Dettes,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
K-Klass,
Liliput,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Sonics,
Aaron Thompson,
Adolescents,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Brick,
Soul Sonic Force,
Crime,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
Accadde A,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
Lalann,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fugazi,
The Grass Roots,
Patti Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Slave,
The Kinks,
ABC,
Eric Dolphy,
Neu!,
Kool Moe Dee,
Camouflage,
X-101,
Chrome,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Slits,
Intrusion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
Model 500,
Sight & Sound,
Lou Reed,
Ponytail,
Au Pairs,
The Gories,
Guru Guru,
John Holt,
Index,
Roxette,
Bill Near,
Peter & Gordon,
F. McDonald,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.