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 Moldova and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Sound Behaviour to the rock 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Litter,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aloha Tigers,
Moebius,
The Leaves,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Near,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bluetip,
Sister Nancy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sarah Menescal,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barrington Levy,
Eddi Front,
The Velvet Underground,
MDC,
New York Dolls,
Fugazi,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
Arthur Verocai,
The Detroit Cobras,
Radiopuhelimet,
Nik Kershaw,
The Five Americans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Zeros,
Amazonics,
Trumans Water,
Inner City,
Public Enemy,
Agent Orange,
Deadbeat,
Franke,
Janne Schatter,
Malaria!,
Kenny Larkin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ten City,
Stiv Bators,
Erasure,
June of 44,
Gong,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chrome,
The Happenings,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bang On A Can,
Average White Band,
Simply Red,
Reagan Youth,
Neu!,
Todd Rundgren,
Sound Behaviour,
Bob Dylan,
Wally Richardson,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.