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 Chad and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 PIL to the disco 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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Darondo,
X-101,
Warsaw,
10cc,
Main Source,
Roger Hodgson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sugar Minott,
The Smoke,
Kas Product,
Mad Mike,
Icehouse,
Alton Ellis,
Tom Boy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lyres,
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fluxion,
Groovy Waters,
Schoolly D,
China Crisis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bang On A Can,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Theoretical Girls,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Wake,
The Happenings,
Television Personalities,
Neu!,
Newcleus,
Davy DMX,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Mission of Burma,
Dead Boys,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Robert Wyatt,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rosa Yemen,
Lebanon Hanover,
Youth Brigade,
The Seeds,
Erykah Badu,
The Black Dice,
The Move,
The Alarm Clocks,
T.S.O.L.,
E-Dancer,
Second Layer,
The Victims,
The Detroit Cobras,
Johnny Osbourne,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.