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 Turkmenistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fat Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics 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 dance 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 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
In Retrospect,
Heaven 17,
The Angels of Light,
Neil Young,
Hasil Adkins,
Schoolly D,
Swell Maps,
Laurel Aitken,
Subhumans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Bar-Kays,
Barrington Levy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiohead,
John Foxx,
The Divine Comedy,
The Kinks,
Skarface,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sex Pistols,
The J.B.'s,
Tubeway Army,
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Alphaville,
New Age Steppers,
Moby Grape,
Eric Copeland,
Tres Demented,
Minor Threat,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bang On A Can,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funkadelic,
Arthur Verocai,
The Tremeloes,
Delon & Dalcan,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ituana,
The Walker Brothers,
Tomorrow,
The Pop Group,
Anakelly,
The Index,
ABBA,
Brass Construction,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Victims,
Kaleidoscope,
Marmalade,
Thompson Twins,
B.T. Express,
Symarip,
Dark Day,
Sight & Sound,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.