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 Turkey and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five to the grime 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 Vogues. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radio Birdman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Graham Central Station,
The Pop Group,
Gong,
Black Sheep,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Swell Maps,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ralphi Rosario,
10cc,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
New Order,
Faraquet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lyres,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Index,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
John Foxx,
DJ Sneak,
The Fuzztones,
Tim Buckley,
The Busters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camouflage,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül,
The Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
La Düsseldorf,
Supertramp,
Rufus Thomas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Surgeon,
Echospace,
The Smoke,
Chris Corsano,
Rites of Spring,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sugar Minott,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Howard Jones,
Kenny Larkin,
The Toasters,
The Count Five,
Black Pus,
The Associates,
The Last Poets,
Bootsy Collins,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.