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 Panama and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 arpeggiator 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 the Human League to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scratch Acid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Silicon Teens,
Toni Rubio,
Cal Tjader,
The Gories,
Bluetip,
Tropical Tobacco,
Von Mondo,
Davy DMX,
Panda Bear,
Depeche Mode,
Zapp,
Bauhaus,
Circle Jerks,
The Angels of Light,
Underground Resistance,
Youth Brigade,
The Buckinghams,
Funky Four + One,
Alton Ellis,
Essential Logic,
World's Most,
Josef K,
Lungfish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
the Normal,
T.S.O.L.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brass Construction,
Quando Quango,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Anakelly,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Remains,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wally Richardson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Organ,
PIL,
Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Echospace,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter & Gordon,
Loose Ends,
Skriet,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Infiniti,
Freddie Wadling,
Siglo XX,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Talk Talk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Neu!,
Soul Sonic Force,
Stockholm Monsters,
Minor Threat,
Malaria!,
Blancmange,
The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes, The Fortunes.
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.