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 El Salvador and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sugar Minott,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Circle Jerks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Loose Ends,
Radiohead,
Motorama,
The Doors,
Moby Grape,
The Vogues,
Tommy Roe,
Saccharine Trust,
Depeche Mode,
Josef K,
The Barracudas,
Pantytec,
The Gories,
Sex Pistols,
These Immortal Souls,
Bobby Sherman,
Tom Boy,
Dark Day,
ABBA,
Tres Demented,
Swans,
Joyce Sims,
Roy Ayers,
Rufus Thomas,
Fugazi,
Kaleidoscope,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Modern Lovers,
The Sonics,
Kurtis Blow,
Jerry's Kids,
Hasil Adkins,
X-101,
Metal Thangz,
Colin Newman,
The Fuzztones,
Faust,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Underground Resistance,
Erykah Badu,
Scratch Acid,
Flipper,
Rekid,
Japan,
Gabor Szabo,
Subhumans,
Archie Shepp,
The Young Rascals,
Aswad,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills, Jeff Mills.
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.