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 Russia and from Jakarta.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Flamin' Groovies to the jazz 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Lydon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ice-T,
The J.B.'s,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Man Parrish,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Sneak,
Jimmy McGriff,
Derrick Morgan,
Sarah Menescal,
Negative Approach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scientists,
Leonard Cohen,
Bill Near,
Liliput,
Banda Bassotti,
Marc Almond,
The Fortunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Mo-Dettes,
The Associates,
The Moody Blues,
Royal Trux,
Nas,
Gang Green,
the Human League,
Urselle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Black Dice,
Slick Rick,
Blancmange,
Symarip,
Bobby Sherman,
Hardrive,
Roxy Music,
Cal Tjader,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bush Tetras,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ossler,
Rapeman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sällskapet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Visage,
Ten City,
One Last Wish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kayak,
Lou Christie,
Stiv Bators,
K-Klass,
Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy, Harry Pussy.
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.