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 Palau and from Toronto.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Robert Görl to the electroclash 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
The Cosmic Jokers,
K-Klass,
Japan,
The United States of America,
Tropical Tobacco,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Parrish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Big Daddy Kane,
Audionom,
New Order,
The Move,
Youth Brigade,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lower 48,
The Slackers,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlback,
Robert Görl,
Scratch Acid,
The Vogues,
Cal Tjader,
Television Personalities,
Girls At Our Best!,
Deadbeat,
48th St. Collective,
Glambeats Corp.,
kango's stein massive,
Wasted Youth,
Goldenarms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Kinks,
T. Rex,
Livin' Joy,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Aloha Tigers,
The Trojans,
Lucky Dragons,
Mission of Burma,
Eden Ahbez,
Suicide,
Bobby Sherman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bobby Womack,
Quadrant,
Anakelly,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Main Source,
The Fugs,
Cybotron,
Sparks,
The Moleskins,
Blossom Toes,
Excepter,
Yellowson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Young Marble Giants,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.