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 Malawi and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Move to the funk 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Fad Gadget,
Chrome,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fear,
Ituana,
the Germs,
Eric Dolphy,
Spandau Ballet,
Fat Boys,
The Last Poets,
Aloha Tigers,
Rakim,
Oneida,
Brothers Johnson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Altered Images,
The Fall,
The Blackbyrds,
Clear Light,
Panda Bear,
Zapp,
Public Enemy,
Lucky Dragons,
Arab on Radar,
The Gun Club,
Drive Like Jehu,
Arcadia,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
L. Decosne,
Little Man,
Donald Byrd,
Junior Murvin,
Average White Band,
Malaria!,
The Music Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tres Demented,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rod Modell,
Dead Boys,
Adolescents,
Outsiders,
Quando Quango,
John Lydon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Birthday Party,
Kenny Larkin,
Todd Rundgren,
Blake Baxter,
Black Bananas,
Scan 7,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
a-ha,
John Foxx,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Deakin,
Andrew Hill,
Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie, Lou Christie.
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.