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 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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fugazi to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ohio Players. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hoover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Quadrant,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dual Sessions,
Ultra Naté,
Iggy Pop,
Cybotron,
Zapp,
Neu!,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Pop Group,
Can,
The Remains,
Livin' Joy,
The Invisible,
Matthew Bourne,
The New Christs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Throbbing Gristle,
Erasure,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minnie Riperton,
Dead Boys,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shuggie Otis,
JFA,
Gang Green,
Mary Jane Girls,
Cymande,
Infiniti,
The Count Five,
Japan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Curtis Mayfield,
Stetsasonic,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
Bush Tetras,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Sherman,
Reuben Wilson,
Yazoo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
Public Enemy,
The Stooges,
Ornette Coleman,
The Durutti Column,
Barbara Tucker,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gong,
Swans,
Eric Copeland,
Nirvana,
LL Cool J,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.