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 Liechtenstein and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Lille.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Cybotron to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mark Hollis. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Sheep record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Marcia Griffiths,
Panda Bear,
Roger Hodgson,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Remains,
Basic Channel,
Mandrill,
Lungfish,
Sparks,
Cybotron,
Freddie Wadling,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Amazonics,
Aaron Thompson,
UT,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Halsall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sugar Minott,
Y Pants,
The Cowsills,
The Fortunes,
Brand Nubian,
The Martian,
The Modern Lovers,
The Smiths,
Easy Going,
Erykah Badu,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Happenings,
Livin' Joy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Scrapy,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lou Christie,
Essential Logic,
Scott Walker,
The Divine Comedy,
Oneida,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Colin Newman,
Pierre Henry,
Leonard Cohen,
Electric Prunes,
The Grass Roots,
Lyres,
the Sonics,
Magazine,
Tears for Fears,
Slave,
Monks,
Stereo Dub,
Susan Cadogan,
Dave Gahan,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fall,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.