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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lyon.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Alarm Clocks to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kaleidoscope. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
The Five Americans,
Zapp,
Essential Logic,
The Standells,
Scott Walker,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Gladiators,
The Busters,
Nirvana,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Whodini,
The Index,
Nik Kershaw,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Aswad,
Throbbing Gristle,
Steve Hackett,
Cheater Slicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Pantytec,
Camouflage,
Radio Birdman,
Aural Exciters,
Iggy Pop,
Michelle Simonal,
The Martian,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Barbara Tucker,
KRS-One,
Desert Stars,
Sixth Finger,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
the Sonics,
Supertramp,
Arcadia,
Prince Buster,
Erasure,
Delta 5,
MDC,
Skaos,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
Crooked Eye,
Ronnie Foster,
Spandau Ballet,
Underground Resistance,
Deakin,
Sam Rivers,
Hardrive,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Scan 7,
Q65,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Maurizio,
Inner City,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Saints,
David Bowie,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.