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 Mongolia and from Seoul.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Delon & Dalcan to the crunk 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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Eating Sloth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Magma,
Joensuu 1685,
Barbara Tucker,
The Happenings,
Supertramp,
H. Thieme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lyres,
The Modern Lovers,
Ultimate Spinach,
Franke,
Albert Ayler,
Angry Samoans,
Byron Stingily,
The Fall,
Dark Day,
Fat Boys,
The Standells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television Personalities,
Rakim,
Trumans Water,
Robert Görl,
Organ,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moby Grape,
The Associates,
Oneida,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Moss Icon,
Eurythmics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Finger,
Von Mondo,
Swans,
The Motions,
The Names,
Vladislav Delay,
Roy Ayers,
Unwound,
Drexciya,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Talk Talk,
World's Most,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Smiths,
Masters at Work,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sparks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Monolake,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fugs,
a-ha,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.