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 Taiwan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cymande to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Robert Görl,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
John Foxx,
Tears for Fears,
Piero Umiliani,
Con Funk Shun,
The Saints,
the Human League,
Tom Boy,
Pussy Galore,
The Dirtbombs,
Banda Bassotti,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
Shuggie Otis,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hasil Adkins,
Avey Tare,
Groovy Waters,
Fad Gadget,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Half Japanese,
Ultimate Spinach,
Freddie Wadling,
Sun Ra,
The Fortunes,
Sex Pistols,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sam Rivers,
Funkadelic,
Dorothy Ashby,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
X-102,
Mo-Dettes,
kango's stein massive,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rotary Connection,
Erasure,
Dave Gahan,
Vladislav Delay,
New York Dolls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Golliwogs,
the Germs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harpers Bizarre,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crime,
Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
The Last Poets,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Sheep,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.