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 Brunei and from Manchester.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Foxx to the dance 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All The Durutti Column tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Technova,
Johnny Clarke,
Fad Gadget,
Duran Duran,
Funkadelic,
Khruangbin,
Brothers Johnson,
Ken Boothe,
Charles Mingus,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unwound,
Crash Course in Science,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Sarah Menescal,
Spoonie Gee,
Black Bananas,
Model 500,
Erasure,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
X-102,
The Blues Magoos,
Subhumans,
Slick Rick,
Dave Gahan,
Laurel Aitken,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bluetip,
Cybotron,
Derrick May,
Crispy Ambulance,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric B and Rakim,
Wasted Youth,
Roxette,
48th St. Collective,
Mantronix,
Rapeman,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mo-Dettes,
David Axelrod,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Second Layer,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lou Reed,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra,
Robert Görl,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bad Manners,
Mad Mike,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.