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 Argentina and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 synthesizer 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 Organ to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Man Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Magma,
Aaron Thompson,
Absolute Body Control,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Thompson Twins,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Leaves,
Bronski Beat,
Ronan,
Masters at Work,
Aloha Tigers,
Sun City Girls,
Mantronix,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Archie Shepp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nas,
Prince Buster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Germs,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Mission of Burma,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
FM Einheit,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Royal Trux,
the Human League,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Barbara Tucker,
Alice Coltrane,
Chrome,
Organ,
Pantytec,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
Sällskapet,
Malaria!,
Unrelated Segments,
The Toasters,
Smog,
Panda Bear,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Fuzztones,
Gong,
Procol Harum,
Big Daddy Kane,
New York Dolls,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
X-102,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.