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 Kyrgyzstan and from Columbus.
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 Spokane and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 theremin 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 The Young Rascals to the disco 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
The Gun Club,
Kerri Chandler,
The Red Krayola,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Maleditus Sound,
The Seeds,
John Cale,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Oneida,
T. Rex,
Q65,
Iggy Pop,
Severed Heads,
FM Einheit,
Interpol,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Average White Band,
Television,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Slits,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Human League,
Patti Smith,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Wyatt,
Liliput,
The Searchers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hardrive,
John Foxx,
World's Most,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hasil Adkins,
Toni Rubio,
Kas Product,
Mantronix,
Absolute Body Control,
Cybotron,
ABC,
Rosa Yemen,
Nico,
Royal Trux,
Pharoah Sanders,
EPMD,
X-102,
Ralphi Rosario,
Deadbeat,
Eden Ahbez,
Marvin Gaye,
Sandy B,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Amon Düül II,
Piero Umiliani,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.