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 Finland and from Manila.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 the Soft Cell to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 cv313. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James Chance & The Contortions 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?
Malaria!,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
Eric B and Rakim,
Essential Logic,
Chris Corsano,
Joe Finger,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun City Girls,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ice-T,
Bang On A Can,
Adolescents,
Procol Harum,
Connie Case,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Minutemen,
Bill Near,
Kerri Chandler,
Sandy B,
Metal Thangz,
Gong,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Flesh Eaters,
Negative Approach,
the Bar-Kays,
New Order,
Tommy Roe,
Robert Wyatt,
Deadbeat,
Babytalk,
Technova,
Rod Modell,
Groovy Waters,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Matthew Bourne,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Angry Samoans,
Juan Atkins,
Ken Boothe,
Radiohead,
Flipper,
Barrington Levy,
Smog,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang of Four,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Peter and Kerry,
China Crisis,
In Retrospect,
Brothers Johnson,
The Smoke,
Lebanon Hanover,
Janne Schatter,
The Cure,
Television Personalities,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Make Up,
Jeff Mills,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.