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 Iceland and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 chamberlin 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 Sonny Sharrock to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Happenings,
This Heat,
Alison Limerick,
Throbbing Gristle,
Susan Cadogan,
Simply Red,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tears for Fears,
Scientists,
Talk Talk,
Symarip,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Slits,
The Searchers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Au Pairs,
Section 25,
Minor Threat,
Buzzcocks,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultra Naté,
Electric Prunes,
Mars,
Television,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jeff Mills,
Bauhaus,
Pagans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
AZ,
Negative Approach,
Radiohead,
Warren Ellis,
Gang of Four,
Piero Umiliani,
E-Dancer,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Fad Gadget,
Bronski Beat,
Junior Murvin,
Sex Pistols,
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gun Club,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drexciya,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Josef K,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.