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 Grenada and from Houston.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Danielle Patucci tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The United States of America,
The Durutti Column,
The Slackers,
Royal Trux,
Cluster,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Iggy Pop,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Steve Hackett,
Ronan,
Visage,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Byrd,
Saccharine Trust,
Scratch Acid,
The Index,
The New Christs,
Banda Bassotti,
Roger Hodgson,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Morten Harket,
Sonic Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Camberwell Now,
Warren Ellis,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun City Girls,
Maurizio,
Ossler,
Todd Rundgren,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlback,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
The Offenders,
OOIOO,
The Golliwogs,
Man Parrish,
The Misunderstood,
Susan Cadogan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Mantronix,
the Normal,
Icehouse,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Malaria!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Derrick May,
Dual Sessions,
DNA,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Agent Orange,
Hashim,
The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies, The Mummies.
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.