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 Kosovo and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Zero Boys 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
X-101,
Fugazi,
Danielle Patucci,
Matthew Halsall,
Eddi Front,
Dennis Brown,
The Toasters,
Roxette,
Thompson Twins,
Alton Ellis,
Pierre Henry,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
U.S. Maple,
Radiopuhelimet,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moody Blues,
Barclay James Harvest,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Isaac Hayes,
Little Man,
The Birthday Party,
The Human League,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Raincoats,
Janne Schatter,
Wolf Eyes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Marcia Griffiths,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick Morgan,
Whodini,
Groovy Waters,
Organ,
The Doobie Brothers,
Erasure,
Freddie Wadling,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Amon Düül,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anakelly,
This Heat,
Junior Murvin,
Dark Day,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Q65,
Yusef Lateef,
Rotary Connection,
Minor Threat,
Average White Band,
Robert Hood,
Darondo,
Visage,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
John Cale,
Kurtis Blow,
the Soft Cell,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.