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 Burkina and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Walker Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Pussy Galore,
The Monochrome Set,
The Red Krayola,
ABC,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Modern Lovers,
Altered Images,
Eden Ahbez,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Sonics,
Faust,
Hot Snakes,
Smog,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cybotron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moss Icon,
Reagan Youth,
Television,
a-ha,
the Soft Cell,
Yaz,
Rekid,
Tommy Roe,
Quantec,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Byrd,
Magma,
Suburban Knight,
The Durutti Column,
The Saints,
Kerri Chandler,
David Axelrod,
10cc,
Procol Harum,
Hasil Adkins,
La Düsseldorf,
The Moody Blues,
A Certain Ratio,
Matthew Bourne,
Sun Ra,
Scrapy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blancmange,
Hardrive,
Ituana,
Rotary Connection,
Severed Heads,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Cure,
Soft Cell,
Tears for Fears,
T. Rex,
Shoche,
Flamin' Groovies,
Metal Thangz,
Sarah Menescal,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk, Babytalk.
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.