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 Albania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Chris Corsano to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
Sixth Finger,
The Walker Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
The United States of America,
Negative Approach,
Glenn Branca,
Hardrive,
The Modern Lovers,
Scan 7,
Popol Vuh,
Spoonie Gee,
Ohio Players,
Reagan Youth,
New Age Steppers,
Skriet,
Bootsy Collins,
Young Marble Giants,
The Vogues,
Deakin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
D'Angelo,
Jacques Brel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Idris Muhammad,
Niagra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Boz Scaggs,
Lou Christie,
Delta 5,
Minor Threat,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ponytail,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sparks,
Thee Headcoats,
The Names,
Bill Near,
Arcadia,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Kaleidoscope,
Whodini,
Jimmy McGriff,
Janne Schatter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Suicide,
Zapp,
Flash Fearless,
Soft Machine,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pole,
Mandrill,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deepchord,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
the Bar-Kays,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.