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 Vanuatu and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Unrelated Segments,
Steve Hackett,
Erasure,
Black Pus,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Tremeloes,
Spoonie Gee,
Neil Young,
The Velvet Underground,
Animal Collective,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Urselle,
Nico,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Don Cherry,
The Alarm Clocks,
Guru Guru,
World's Most,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oneida,
the Normal,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mad Mike,
Pantaleimon,
Tres Demented,
Bush Tetras,
Fela Kuti,
Fugazi,
Scion,
Q65,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Henry Cow,
Suburban Knight,
Flamin' Groovies,
Robert Görl,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Gabor Szabo,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
UT,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funky Four + One,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dave Gahan,
X-102,
The Fuzztones,
Monolake,
DJ Sneak,
Smog,
The Walker Brothers,
Alphaville,
Lungfish,
The Standells,
The Techniques,
Patti Smith,
Soft Machine,
Monks,
Moebius,
Audionom,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton, Minnie Riperton.
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.