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 Thailand and from Hong Kong.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 harpsichord 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All Arthur Verocai tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Pop Group,
AZ,
Yusef Lateef,
Goldenarms,
Heaven 17,
Radiohead,
Au Pairs,
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Newcleus,
Joensuu 1685,
One Last Wish,
Jerry's Kids,
Jawbox,
China Crisis,
Qualms,
The Fortunes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Nils Olav,
Pet Shop Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Big Daddy Kane,
Excepter,
H. Thieme,
Bad Manners,
Kas Product,
cv313,
The Litter,
Tommy Roe,
Funkadelic,
Alphaville,
Pantaleimon,
The Sound,
Motorama,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Young Rascals,
Radio Birdman,
Deepchord,
Electric Prunes,
Little Man,
Sexual Harrassment,
Depeche Mode,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Throbbing Gristle,
Inner City,
Cameo,
Thee Headcoats,
The Human League,
John Lydon,
The Dead C,
Tom Boy,
Letta Mbulu,
Monolake,
Black Sheep,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Ituana,
T.S.O.L.,
Liliput,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minnie Riperton,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.