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 India and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Tropical Tobacco 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Godley & Creme,
Joyce Sims,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Golliwogs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
Organ,
Niagra,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marvin Gaye,
Pagans,
Nils Olav,
Deepchord,
Bush Tetras,
Robert Hood,
Matthew Halsall,
Inner City,
Jacob Miller,
Trumans Water,
Rod Modell,
Fugazi,
Joensuu 1685,
New Order,
The Fuzztones,
Bill Wells,
Steve Hackett,
Joe Smooth,
DNA,
PIL,
Erasure,
Con Funk Shun,
La Düsseldorf,
Hasil Adkins,
Kas Product,
Maleditus Sound,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Names,
Avey Tare,
Make Up,
Heaven 17,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Quadrant,
Procol Harum,
Groovy Waters,
The Residents,
Grauzone,
Black Flag,
X-102,
Glenn Branca,
Toni Rubio,
Loose Ends,
Urselle,
Technova,
Todd Rundgren,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.