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 Zambia and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Absolute Body Control to the disco 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
The Blackbyrds,
John Lydon,
Andrew Hill,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalo Schifrin,
Cheater Slicks,
James White and The Blacks,
Michelle Simonal,
June Days,
Unwound,
Bad Manners,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Rundgren,
Thompson Twins,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Prince Buster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Basic Channel,
Black Flag,
Cal Tjader,
Soulsonic Force,
The Zeros,
Bill Wells,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gabor Szabo,
Franke,
Davy DMX,
Blake Baxter,
Juan Atkins,
Lower 48,
Letta Mbulu,
H. Thieme,
The Cramps,
Skriet,
Section 25,
The Move,
Alison Limerick,
The Walker Brothers,
Eve St. Jones,
Morten Harket,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Lou Christie,
John Holt,
Bluetip,
The Raincoats,
Joyce Sims,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rakim,
Newcleus,
Japan,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fat Boys,
the Human League,
F. McDonald,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Babytalk,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.