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 Ukraine and from Stockholm.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 John Lydon to the techno 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Beau Brummels,
Fugazi,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Henry Cow,
Quadrant,
Cluster,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hardrive,
The Gap Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Slackers,
ABC,
Frankie Knuckles,
James White and The Blacks,
Japan,
The Golliwogs,
Juan Atkins,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Swell Maps,
Black Moon,
Boz Scaggs,
MDC,
Eddi Front,
Iggy Pop,
The Move,
Gang Gang Dance,
John Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Happenings,
Eric B and Rakim,
Youth Brigade,
The Neon Judgement,
Jacob Miller,
Surgeon,
John Lydon,
Judy Mowatt,
R.M.O.,
The Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Bobby Womack,
Royal Trux,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grey Daturas,
The Moleskins,
Howard Jones,
Panda Bear,
Babytalk,
The Toasters,
Scion,
Funky Four + One,
Stockholm Monsters,
Franke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Sonics,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dirtbombs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.