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 Micronesia and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magazine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Ronan,
the Sonics,
Inner City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Silicon Teens,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Byron Stingily,
Make Up,
Unwound,
Roxette,
Clear Light,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Mantronix,
The Grass Roots,
Kerri Chandler,
LL Cool J,
Eden Ahbez,
Urselle,
The Buckinghams,
Oneida,
Minny Pops,
Gong,
Flipper,
Howard Jones,
The Leaves,
The Knickerbockers,
Drexciya,
Marmalade,
OOIOO,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Motorama,
Can,
Gichy Dan,
The American Breed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Funky Four + One,
Zapp,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bronski Beat,
Minutemen,
The Count Five,
The Slits,
Joe Finger,
Terry Callier,
Yusef Lateef,
Henry Cow,
Schoolly D,
Flash Fearless,
Gerry Rafferty,
Susan Cadogan,
The Barracudas,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Martian,
Dark Day,
Ornette Coleman,
Rekid,
Chris & Cosey,
Duran Duran,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gladiators,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.