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 Monaco and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 marimba 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
John Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Intrusion,
Scientists,
Icehouse,
Frankie Knuckles,
Girls At Our Best!,
kango's stein massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sparks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Shadows of Knight,
Arcadia,
The Busters,
Brothers Johnson,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Sheep,
Eli Mardock,
Moby Grape,
Peter and Kerry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angry Samoans,
Crash Course in Science,
Joy Division,
June Days,
Liliput,
Marcia Griffiths,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kool Moe Dee,
X-Ray Spex,
Grey Daturas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Janne Schatter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Zero Boys,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lalann,
Kevin Saunderson,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sound,
Terry Callier,
Jeff Lynne,
Swans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lower 48,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Litter,
Ossler,
Eve St. Jones,
The Red Krayola,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Tommy Roe,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.