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 Luxembourg and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Toasters to the funk 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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Osbourne,
Cal Tjader,
Jerry's Kids,
The Gladiators,
The Residents,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fear,
Hoover,
David Axelrod,
Japan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Grandmaster Flash,
L. Decosne,
The Trojans,
Sonic Youth,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ronan,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hot Snakes,
Lower 48,
Soft Cell,
The Techniques,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jawbox,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Ultimate Spinach,
Piero Umiliani,
Minutemen,
Faraquet,
The Velvet Underground,
Rod Modell,
The Mojo Men,
The Fuzztones,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Sherman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rekid,
Robert Hood,
Bootsy Collins,
The Standells,
New York Dolls,
Agitation Free,
Sarah Menescal,
Eddi Front,
Sandy B,
Eden Ahbez,
DNA,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sex Pistols,
Nils Olav,
Reagan Youth,
Marshall Jefferson,
Country Teasers,
the Human League,
Excepter,
The Moleskins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Blancmange,
Colin Newman,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.