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 Liberia and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All The Five Americans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
Bootsy Collins,
Archie Shepp,
Ice-T,
Stiv Bators,
The Buckinghams,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harmonia,
Lucky Dragons,
Sexual Harrassment,
Aloha Tigers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kayak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Zapp,
Rosa Yemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Symarip,
Dual Sessions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gories,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Grauzone,
The Electric Prunes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Flipper,
Brand Nubian,
The Evens,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Mills,
The Associates,
Bobbi Humphrey,
L. Decosne,
Visage,
Patti Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Fuzztones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mars,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fad Gadget,
Matthew Bourne,
Susan Cadogan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Franke,
Arab on Radar,
Arthur Verocai,
A Certain Ratio,
Eric Copeland,
Warsaw,
DJ Sneak,
The Names,
Metal Thangz,
The Red Krayola,
Black Bananas,
Khruangbin,
Terry Callier,
Cymande,
H. Thieme,
The Tremeloes,
The Offenders,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.