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 Djibouti and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Tokyo.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 K-Klass to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cameo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Graham Central Station,
Mission of Burma,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Piero Umiliani,
John Lydon,
Matthew Bourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Intrusion,
The Red Krayola,
Ronnie Foster,
Crime,
Connie Case,
Amon Düül,
Man Parrish,
Yazoo,
Dead Boys,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barrington Levy,
Public Enemy,
Brand Nubian,
Aswad,
Neu!,
Minor Threat,
Desert Stars,
the Soft Cell,
K-Klass,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bill Near,
DJ Sneak,
the Bar-Kays,
Essential Logic,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
L. Decosne,
The Human League,
Roxy Music,
Robert Wyatt,
U.S. Maple,
H. Thieme,
The Fire Engines,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Quando Quango,
Roxette,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Saints,
John Foxx,
The Black Dice,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Motions,
Scion,
Rakim,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.