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 Paraguay and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Can 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lower 48,
Intrusion,
Animal Collective,
Tres Demented,
Bill Wells,
LL Cool J,
Erykah Badu,
Black Sheep,
Ornette Coleman,
Masters at Work,
Peter & Gordon,
One Last Wish,
Johnny Clarke,
Cheater Slicks,
The Searchers,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A,
The Move,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marvin Gaye,
Pierre Henry,
the Association,
La Düsseldorf,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Seeds,
Davy DMX,
JFA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Con Funk Shun,
Dual Sessions,
Sun Ra,
the Soft Cell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mr. Review,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Make Up,
The Victims,
Carl Craig,
The Remains,
World's Most,
Oblivians,
Arcadia,
Stereo Dub,
Wolf Eyes,
Donny Hathaway,
Buzzcocks,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Offenders,
The Trojans,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Robert Görl,
David McCallum,
Camberwell Now,
The Misunderstood,
Neil Young,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.