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 Tuvalu and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Public Image Ltd. to the techno 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultra Naté 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Scion,
Fela Kuti,
the Sonics,
X-Ray Spex,
Janne Schatter,
The Walker Brothers,
Man Eating Sloth,
The United States of America,
Tropical Tobacco,
Morten Harket,
Drexciya,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Seeds,
The Modern Lovers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Deakin,
Liliput,
MC5,
Stereo Dub,
EPMD,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Happenings,
Joyce Sims,
Spoonie Gee,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grey Daturas,
The Gladiators,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ten City,
Mo-Dettes,
Skriet,
Davy DMX,
The Moleskins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Organ,
Dave Gahan,
Stiv Bators,
The Stooges,
Nas,
Basic Channel,
The Cramps,
T.S.O.L.,
Adolescents,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Pretty Things,
Althea and Donna,
Yusef Lateef,
Erykah Badu,
the Germs,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
Duran Duran,
Al Stewart,
R.M.O.,
Excepter,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smoke,
Can,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.