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 Cape Verde and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kenny Larkin to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Newcleus,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
The Five Americans,
D'Angelo,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare,
Ornette Coleman,
Kaleidoscope,
Curtis Mayfield,
Flash Fearless,
Bill Wells,
Sonic Youth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Infiniti,
Con Funk Shun,
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lebanon Hanover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Human League,
Sällskapet,
Sun City Girls,
the Sonics,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fear,
Parry Music,
The Stooges,
Rapeman,
Slave,
Kerrie Biddell,
Yaz,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blossom Toes,
The Zeros,
Freddie Wadling,
Stetsasonic,
Marc Almond,
Mr. Review,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pulsallama,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bang On A Can,
Pagans,
Tubeway Army,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
The Selecter,
The Angels of Light,
10cc,
Erykah Badu,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Sheep,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.