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 Luxembourg and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neil Young 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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Terry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
Yusef Lateef,
Max Romeo,
Blake Baxter,
Talk Talk,
Brand Nubian,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Minor Threat,
Robert Görl,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Soul II Soul,
Outsiders,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Terry Callier,
The J.B.'s,
LL Cool J,
Mary Jane Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
David McCallum,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Loose Ends,
Country Teasers,
Audionom,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
The Pop Group,
UT,
Boredoms,
Thee Headcoats,
Harmonia,
The Move,
Popol Vuh,
Icehouse,
Grey Daturas,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stockholm Monsters,
F. McDonald,
Index,
The Monks,
Unwound,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Panda Bear,
The Doors,
Unrelated Segments,
U.S. Maple,
Danielle Patucci,
The Birthday Party,
Malaria!,
The Litter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Freddie Wadling,
Steve Hackett,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.