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 Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Negative Approach to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Minnie Riperton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxette record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Visage,
X-102,
Groovy Waters,
Josef K,
The Moody Blues,
One Last Wish,
Amazonics,
Crooked Eye,
Lightning Bolt,
Joe Finger,
Altered Images,
Tom Boy,
Echospace,
Brothers Johnson,
Mars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Lynne,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New York Dolls,
Dead Boys,
Loose Ends,
Nas,
Television,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Organ,
Sam Rivers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
the Swans,
The Count Five,
Goldenarms,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
Swans,
Pulsallama,
The Walker Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Eve St. Jones,
Spandau Ballet,
The Neon Judgement,
Clear Light,
Aswad,
The Slackers,
Theoretical Girls,
Arcadia,
The Tremeloes,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
The Evens,
Reagan Youth,
Outsiders,
Colin Newman,
Crash Course in Science,
Main Source,
The Angels of Light,
Dawn Penn,
The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party, The Birthday Party.
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.