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 Niger and from Toronto.
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 Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Technova to the punk 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doobie Brothers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Dave Gahan,
Hardrive,
the Human League,
Simply Red,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Association,
Crooked Eye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Davy DMX,
Erykah Badu,
Mandrill,
the Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lakeside,
Banda Bassotti,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Detroit Cobras,
Todd Rundgren,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Real Kids,
T. Rex,
The Dirtbombs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pagans,
Minnie Riperton,
Glenn Branca,
Quantec,
Hasil Adkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Surgeon,
Blancmange,
Althea and Donna,
Los Fastidios,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Scientists,
Rites of Spring,
Brick,
The Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The New Christs,
Black Moon,
Echospace,
Cluster,
UT,
Sparks,
Ludus,
Chris & Cosey,
Fugazi,
Unwound,
Lou Christie,
Das Ding,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.