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 Congo and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 10cc to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Radio Birdman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Duran Duran,
Traffic Nightmare,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boogie Down Productions,
Judy Mowatt,
Sex Pistols,
Anthony Braxton,
Gang of Four,
Con Funk Shun,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Davy DMX,
Thompson Twins,
The Fortunes,
June of 44,
China Crisis,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Nas,
Can,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Alphaville,
Liliput,
Bobby Byrd,
The Gladiators,
Delon & Dalcan,
Crime,
Joe Finger,
Maurizio,
ABBA,
Wasted Youth,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
The Blackbyrds,
Gang Starr,
The Wake,
Andrew Hill,
The Fugs,
The Victims,
Sixth Finger,
Alice Coltrane,
The Leaves,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül II,
Laurel Aitken,
Pantaleimon,
Skarface,
The Index,
Bill Near,
Aloha Tigers,
Desert Stars,
Deepchord,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Soft Cell,
Godley & Creme,
Avey Tare,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.