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 Equatorial Guinea and from Houston.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Bauhaus to the grunge 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warsaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pussy Galore,
Main Source,
Ohio Players,
Tom Boy,
Soft Cell,
Matthew Halsall,
Jerry Gold Smith,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade,
Scientists,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Stetsasonic,
Scratch Acid,
The Invisible,
Warsaw,
Theoretical Girls,
Pantytec,
Accadde A,
Eddi Front,
Altered Images,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roxy Music,
The Black Dice,
Harry Pussy,
The Doors,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pylon,
Cybotron,
Leonard Cohen,
Crime,
The Motions,
Pierre Henry,
Susan Cadogan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
LL Cool J,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Techniques,
Ultra Naté,
MDC,
Surgeon,
Gabor Szabo,
The Associates,
X-101,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The American Breed,
Faraquet,
The Cure,
The Walker Brothers,
Quantec,
CMW,
Barry Ungar,
The Evens,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brand Nubian,
DJ Style,
Index,
Kaleidoscope,
Franke,
Yazoo,
Terrestrial Tones,
Shuggie Otis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.