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 Philippines and from Taipei.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Toronto.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
D'Angelo,
Gang Gang Dance,
DJ Style,
Byron Stingily,
Bronski Beat,
Ice-T,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Chris Corsano,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Doors,
The Moody Blues,
John Cale,
Loose Ends,
Deadbeat,
Slick Rick,
The Standells,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
AZ,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Angry Samoans,
The Stooges,
David Bowie,
New Order,
Malaria!,
Groovy Waters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jacob Miller,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fugazi,
Joyce Sims,
Quantec,
Quadrant,
Soft Machine,
Japan,
New York Dolls,
Sparks,
Toni Rubio,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Birthday Party,
Aaron Thompson,
Livin' Joy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Au Pairs,
Alton Ellis,
Ornette Coleman,
The Barracudas,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Infiniti,
Silicon Teens,
L. Decosne,
PIL,
DJ Sneak,
Alice Coltrane,
Zapp,
Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan, Bob Dylan.
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.