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 United States and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Cure to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Fraelich record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pagans,
Hashim,
David Axelrod,
Bauhaus,
These Immortal Souls,
Siglo XX,
Funky Four + One,
Nico,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Technova,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sonics,
The Tremeloes,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronan,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Holt,
Crash Course in Science,
Groovy Waters,
Goldenarms,
The Velvet Underground,
The J.B.'s,
T. Rex,
Babytalk,
Blossom Toes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Masters at Work,
Delta 5,
The Knickerbockers,
The Modern Lovers,
Blancmange,
Neil Young,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Divine Comedy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tears for Fears,
Anakelly,
Juan Atkins,
Max Romeo,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
Essential Logic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Niagra,
Chris & Cosey,
Zero Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Bananas,
Minor Threat,
Ludus,
Pole,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amon Düül,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
E-Dancer,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.