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 Argentina and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Royal Trux 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fugs,
The Music Machine,
The Black Dice,
Sonny Sharrock,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pere Ubu,
Kayak,
The New Christs,
Charles Mingus,
Little Man,
Roxy Music,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Au Pairs,
Hot Snakes,
The Walker Brothers,
Jerry's Kids,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fear,
Bronski Beat,
Heaven 17,
Franke,
Hasil Adkins,
Radiopuhelimet,
Moebius,
R.M.O.,
The Cramps,
Accadde A,
The Moleskins,
Stetsasonic,
48th St. Collective,
Funky Four + One,
Dark Day,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
Glambeats Corp.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Prunes,
Aural Exciters,
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
Max Romeo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric B and Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Niagra,
The Star Department,
Gichy Dan,
Sixth Finger,
Pantaleimon,
EPMD,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Mr. Review,
Roxette,
Echospace,
Fluxion,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.