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 Haiti and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Ultramagnetic MC's 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Steve Hackett,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Standells,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Delta 5,
Bill Near,
The Stooges,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Funkadelic,
Scratch Acid,
The J.B.'s,
Graham Central Station,
Brass Construction,
The Evens,
Lou Christie,
Babytalk,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Wally Richardson,
Altered Images,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sonic Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Stereo Dub,
The Human League,
Negative Approach,
Scan 7,
Rapeman,
Mad Mike,
The Knickerbockers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-101,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Wells,
Reagan Youth,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Yazoo,
John Coltrane,
Frankie Knuckles,
Zero Boys,
Marc Almond,
AZ,
Metal Thangz,
Sex Pistols,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Cheater Slicks,
Letta Mbulu,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Moody Blues,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boredoms,
10cc,
Interpol,
Minutemen,
Jacques Brel,
Derrick Morgan,
The Moleskins,
Bootsy Collins,
Bush Tetras,
The Cramps,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.