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 Canada and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the techno 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Peter & Gordon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott Heron,
Eddi Front,
X-101,
Dave Gahan,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Camberwell Now,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Byron Stingily,
Yaz,
ABBA,
Marcia Griffiths,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Monochrome Set,
Joe Smooth,
Rufus Thomas,
E-Dancer,
Sound Behaviour,
Tears for Fears,
Roxy Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
Cecil Taylor,
Amon Düül II,
Au Pairs,
Bush Tetras,
Isaac Hayes,
The Invisible,
Sun City Girls,
Eurythmics,
Carl Craig,
The Mojo Men,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Todd Terry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Skarface,
Blake Baxter,
The Stooges,
Faraquet,
Drexciya,
Wolf Eyes,
The Happenings,
The Doors,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Marc Almond,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fortunes,
Severed Heads,
cv313,
Dorothy Ashby,
Adolescents,
Barbara Tucker,
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Cheater Slicks,
Sex Pistols,
MDC,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.