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 Latvia and from Accra.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ice-T 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
The Busters,
Nas,
Newcleus,
La Düsseldorf,
Harpers Bizarre,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Robert Görl,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thee Headcoats,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Ultimate Spinach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
Morten Harket,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Count Five,
Godley & Creme,
Buzzcocks,
The Skatalites,
Model 500,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Derrick Morgan,
Kurtis Blow,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fela Kuti,
The Evens,
Interpol,
Jeff Lynne,
Easy Going,
Sällskapet,
Fear,
Flipper,
Patti Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
Scion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Country Teasers,
Marc Almond,
Aloha Tigers,
The Raincoats,
The Pop Group,
Iggy Pop,
Basic Channel,
Shoche,
Skriet,
FM Einheit,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Fania All-Stars,
Whodini,
Dead Boys,
Mark Hollis,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Selecter,
The Black Dice,
The Fuzztones,
Qualms,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.