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 Jamaica and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 New York Dolls to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Glenn Branca record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Swell Maps,
Visage,
Derrick Morgan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Hasil Adkins,
The Birthday Party,
The Fall,
X-101,
The Knickerbockers,
The Kinks,
Steve Hackett,
Depeche Mode,
Derrick May,
Warren Ellis,
The United States of America,
Tommy Roe,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Panda Bear,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Barracudas,
Sam Rivers,
kango's stein massive,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker,
Country Teasers,
The New Christs,
Spandau Ballet,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jacques Brel,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Cecil Taylor,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Doobie Brothers,
In Retrospect,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ultra Naté,
the Sonics,
Morten Harket,
Q65,
Funkadelic,
Cybotron,
The Evens,
Ronnie Foster,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
cv313,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dave Gahan,
Aaron Thompson,
CMW,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moleskins,
Eli Mardock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.