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 Costa Rica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum 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 Godley & Creme to the punk 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 United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Black Bananas,
Harmonia,
Alphaville,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Mills,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lalann,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jandek,
Second Layer,
Joe Finger,
Camouflage,
China Crisis,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Human League,
Yazoo,
The Durutti Column,
the Slits,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker,
Sex Pistols,
Don Cherry,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gastr Del Sol,
Infiniti,
World's Most,
Robert Wyatt,
Darondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sparks,
Country Teasers,
Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Popol Vuh,
Grandmaster Flash,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sarah Menescal,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
The Cure,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Outsiders,
Johnny Clarke,
The Vogues,
Fugazi,
Erykah Badu,
Neu!,
D'Angelo,
Technova,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Aural Exciters,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.