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 Nicaragua and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Wolf Eyes to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Terrestrial Tones,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skriet,
Crispy Ambulance,
the Human League,
Harpers Bizarre,
Wire,
the Fania All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Newcleus,
Don Cherry,
The Sonics,
Tubeway Army,
Albert Ayler,
Drive Like Jehu,
Prince Buster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Amon Düül II,
Ohio Players,
Schoolly D,
Gichy Dan,
Barrington Levy,
Howard Jones,
Cheater Slicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Blancmange,
Sparks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Darondo,
James White and The Blacks,
The Knickerbockers,
Lalann,
Hot Snakes,
Loose Ends,
Lower 48,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Vladislav Delay,
Minny Pops,
Aloha Tigers,
Sugar Minott,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Idris Muhammad,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Todd Terry,
Rotary Connection,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Motions,
Soft Cell,
Inner City,
Kayak,
Bluetip,
The Move,
Throbbing Gristle,
The United States of America,
Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw, Warsaw.
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.