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 Venezuela and from Portland.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Johnny Osbourne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Babytalk,
Hasil Adkins,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reuben Wilson,
Oneida,
Parry Music,
Chrome,
Young Marble Giants,
Tubeway Army,
Bush Tetras,
The Moleskins,
Q and Not U,
Stiv Bators,
Albert Ayler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skaos,
Lungfish,
The Offenders,
X-101,
Yellowson,
The Associates,
Lucky Dragons,
Bang On A Can,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Mr. Review,
Lou Reed,
ABC,
Negative Approach,
Leonard Cohen,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
U.S. Maple,
Cameo,
The Divine Comedy,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
Barry Ungar,
Delon & Dalcan,
Hardrive,
Roger Hodgson,
Dennis Brown,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
Grauzone,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Evens,
The Blues Magoos,
Ohio Players,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeff Mills,
Zapp,
Neu!,
Marmalade,
Brothers Johnson,
Motorama,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band.
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.