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 Palau and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Prince Buster to the techno 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Jacques Brel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes 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 sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cure,
One Last Wish,
DJ Sneak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Blackbyrds,
AZ,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cal Tjader,
Ken Boothe,
Model 500,
Oneida,
Marvin Gaye,
David Axelrod,
Bad Manners,
Hardrive,
Con Funk Shun,
Suicide,
Fluxion,
Von Mondo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Guru Guru,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Blossom Toes,
New Order,
The Divine Comedy,
Nik Kershaw,
Idris Muhammad,
The Searchers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alphaville,
The Doobie Brothers,
Can,
Khruangbin,
Aural Exciters,
Fugazi,
Eli Mardock,
The Monks,
Marc Almond,
L. Decosne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ronan,
Letta Mbulu,
The Motions,
Royal Trux,
June of 44,
MDC,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Velvet Underground,
Spandau Ballet,
Junior Murvin,
Audionom,
Rekid,
The United States of America,
The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood, The Misunderstood.
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.