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 Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 synthesizer 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 Echospace 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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Max Romeo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
The Star Department,
Pierre Henry,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Byrd,
Dead Boys,
Y Pants,
Basic Channel,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Seeds,
The Wake,
LL Cool J,
Joy Division,
Warsaw,
The Offenders,
Eli Mardock,
Eric B and Rakim,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Metal Thangz,
Adolescents,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Mojo Men,
Guru Guru,
Suicide,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Bananas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
China Crisis,
Blake Baxter,
DJ Sneak,
Bizarre Inc.,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Moon,
John Foxx,
Royal Trux,
Traffic Nightmare,
Michelle Simonal,
Crime,
Icehouse,
Minutemen,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gories,
Dual Sessions,
Quando Quango,
Zapp,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Trojans,
The Moody Blues,
Aural Exciters,
World's Most,
Popol Vuh,
The Divine Comedy,
Harmonia,
Black Flag,
Ultimate Spinach,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.