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 South Sudan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the punk 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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All the Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Slackers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Howard Jones,
the Association,
Eddi Front,
The Raincoats,
Saccharine Trust,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
Brass Construction,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Television,
Sun Ra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pagans,
Arcadia,
Blake Baxter,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABBA,
ABC,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Inner City,
Minor Threat,
Quando Quango,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
June of 44,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
cv313,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Theoretical Girls,
Amon Düül II,
Ludus,
LL Cool J,
Motorama,
Kaleidoscope,
Negative Approach,
Man Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
Lightning Bolt,
Scan 7,
Massinfluence,
The Busters,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fuzztones,
Maleditus Sound,
Schoolly D,
Joey Negro,
The Five Americans,
Eric Dolphy,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
Roxette,
Cal Tjader,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
the Germs,
Agent Orange,
Sound Behaviour,
Q65,
Bobby Sherman,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.