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 South Africa and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 World's Most to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Q65,
Television Personalities,
Scan 7,
Siglo XX,
the Human League,
Black Pus,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kaleidoscope,
Pantytec,
Chris & Cosey,
MC5,
The Index,
The Mummies,
Motorama,
Zapp,
OOIOO,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moss Icon,
Ohio Players,
Pantaleimon,
Joey Negro,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rhythm & Sound,
Fear,
Essential Logic,
Hardrive,
Subhumans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kerri Chandler,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeff Mills,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Moon,
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Parrish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fatback Band,
Tres Demented,
Matthew Bourne,
Unrelated Segments,
Hashim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Whodini,
T. Rex,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gang Green,
Scratch Acid,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Second Layer,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
Lou Reed,
David Axelrod,
Skarface,
Flash Fearless,
Animal Collective,
Panda Bear,
Pulsallama,
Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock, Sonny Sharrock.
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.