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 Cuba and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the theremin 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 Frankie Knuckles to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters 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?
Altered Images,
Oneida,
Technova,
Gerry Rafferty,
Visage,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Skatalites,
Isaac Hayes,
Maurizio,
The Pretty Things,
Von Mondo,
Unwound,
Section 25,
The Cure,
Patti Smith,
Davy DMX,
Danielle Patucci,
Brothers Johnson,
The Slackers,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Banda Bassotti,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Freddie Wadling,
Lalo Schifrin,
X-102,
Susan Cadogan,
Arcadia,
Gabor Szabo,
Underground Resistance,
Soul II Soul,
Andrew Hill,
Joey Negro,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rosa Yemen,
Dawn Penn,
Sällskapet,
Magma,
Black Bananas,
KRS-One,
The Remains,
Eddi Front,
Khruangbin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang of Four,
The Victims,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Silicon Teens,
DNA,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cowsills,
This Heat,
Excepter,
Yazoo,
Con Funk Shun,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Axelrod,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.