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 Russia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin 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 Hashim to the grime 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Neil Young tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Traffic Nightmare 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cheater Slicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Crooked Eye,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Smiths,
Toni Rubio,
Con Funk Shun,
Lalann,
Neu!,
Nas,
Erykah Badu,
Deakin,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Wake,
The Kinks,
The Litter,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Ponytail,
Magma,
Pet Shop Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Swans,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Remains,
A Certain Ratio,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pop Group,
Easy Going,
Yazoo,
Joe Finger,
B.T. Express,
Quadrant,
Bootsy Collins,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alphaville,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DJ Style,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Von Mondo,
The Stooges,
Little Man,
La Düsseldorf,
Kool Moe Dee,
Blake Baxter,
Suburban Knight,
Andrew Hill,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soft Machine,
the Bar-Kays,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Moebius,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.