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 Czech Republic and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
The Seeds,
Sällskapet,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
PIL,
Siglo XX,
Erykah Badu,
Massinfluence,
Freddie Wadling,
Nirvana,
Aloha Tigers,
Section 25,
The Monochrome Set,
Ralphi Rosario,
Steve Hackett,
Delta 5,
T. Rex,
Warren Ellis,
Quadrant,
Kas Product,
Matthew Bourne,
Magma,
The Misunderstood,
Rotary Connection,
These Immortal Souls,
The Electric Prunes,
Schoolly D,
Minor Threat,
Barrington Levy,
Blancmange,
Funky Four + One,
Flash Fearless,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Circle Jerks,
Fugazi,
The Divine Comedy,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shoche,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Davy DMX,
a-ha,
Thompson Twins,
The Neon Judgement,
The Gladiators,
Essential Logic,
Ultra Naté,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Heaven 17,
Glambeats Corp.,
Procol Harum,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lungfish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jandek,
Radio Birdman,
Reagan Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.