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 Haiti and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 David Bowie to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boredoms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Cal Tjader,
the Association,
Scion,
Pylon,
Stetsasonic,
Quando Quango,
Skarface,
Pantytec,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Clarke,
ABC,
Easy Going,
Dual Sessions,
Rod Modell,
Robert Hood,
The Doors,
The J.B.'s,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül II,
The Litter,
Symarip,
Agent Orange,
Lyres,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Y Pants,
The Alarm Clocks,
Josef K,
the Germs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
U.S. Maple,
Sparks,
Vladislav Delay,
Hot Snakes,
Dark Day,
Infiniti,
Pulsallama,
The Beau Brummels,
Sister Nancy,
Das Ding,
The Smoke,
Altered Images,
Crash Course in Science,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Scrapy,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dave Gahan,
Rapeman,
Severed Heads,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Faust,
Rosa Yemen,
Marine Girls,
Slick Rick,
Barry Ungar,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.