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 Chad and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wings to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aloha Tigers,
Pylon,
Section 25,
EPMD,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fire Engines,
CMW,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Duran Duran,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Moebius,
Fluxion,
Heaven 17,
Lower 48,
Rapeman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultra Naté,
Basic Channel,
Terrestrial Tones,
Suburban Knight,
Lalo Schifrin,
The J.B.'s,
Amon Düül II,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Sheep,
Sound Behaviour,
David Bowie,
Kayak,
Hasil Adkins,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Brothers Johnson,
The Fall,
World's Most,
Pussy Galore,
Depeche Mode,
Symarip,
Judy Mowatt,
Danielle Patucci,
Dave Gahan,
Roxy Music,
the Human League,
Kaleidoscope,
Godley & Creme,
Ituana,
KRS-One,
Joensuu 1685,
MC5,
Accadde A,
Gang Gang Dance,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül,
Absolute Body Control,
Blake Baxter,
The Gladiators,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Sneak,
The Invisible,
The Doobie Brothers,
Terry Callier,
DJ Style,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.