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 Singapore and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Leonard Cohen to the funk 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Wyatt 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Audionom,
The Skatalites,
Grauzone,
Danielle Patucci,
Rakim,
The Monochrome Set,
The Searchers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roxette,
Jacob Miller,
Ponytail,
Ultravox,
The Gladiators,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flipper,
Radiopuhelimet,
ABC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Little Man,
Second Layer,
Khruangbin,
Pet Shop Boys,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
La Düsseldorf,
Echospace,
The Slits,
The Angels of Light,
The Gap Band,
Pharoah Sanders,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Patti Smith,
Cybotron,
Prince Buster,
Flamin' Groovies,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
T. Rex,
Scion,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Misunderstood,
The Doors,
Cameo,
PIL,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Anakelly,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Donald Byrd,
The Fuzztones,
Smog,
Rod Modell,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.