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 Nepal and from Toronto.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Pylon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
The Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Eurythmics,
The Sound,
Dawn Penn,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tomorrow,
Icehouse,
Marine Girls,
Jacob Miller,
Lungfish,
Circle Jerks,
Index,
The Walker Brothers,
the Swans,
Sparks,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
These Immortal Souls,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Grass Roots,
The Litter,
Robert Wyatt,
Parry Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Charles Mingus,
The Moleskins,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Black Dice,
Freddie Wadling,
Erykah Badu,
DJ Style,
Symarip,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Normal,
Basic Channel,
Franke,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
UT,
Chrome,
Brass Construction,
Jerry's Kids,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ituana,
Eden Ahbez,
Crooked Eye,
Jawbox,
The Smoke,
John Foxx,
Maleditus Sound,
Zero Boys,
Gichy Dan,
Rapeman,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Albert Ayler,
The Neon Judgement,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.