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 Kazakhstan and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bremen.
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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Fire Engines,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
Adolescents,
Nils Olav,
Siglo XX,
Donny Hathaway,
Eurythmics,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gil Scott Heron,
Hot Snakes,
Bad Manners,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mojo Men,
Skriet,
Pole,
Crime,
The Human League,
Theoretical Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
John Lydon,
F. McDonald,
Kenny Larkin,
David Bowie,
Sex Pistols,
Basic Channel,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Kerri Chandler,
Ohio Players,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
A Certain Ratio,
Deepchord,
Patti Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dorothy Ashby,
Interpol,
Kayak,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shoche,
Country Teasers,
Rekid,
Lower 48,
Aaron Thompson,
Oblivians,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Das Ding,
Young Marble Giants,
Nirvana,
Jeff Mills,
Niagra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
One Last Wish,
Faraquet,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.