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 Italy and from Lagos.
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 Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
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 Jerry's Kids to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Arthur Verocai,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tomorrow,
The Smiths,
Jandek,
Bootsy Collins,
The Pop Group,
Eli Mardock,
Pylon,
Zapp,
Avey Tare,
The Stooges,
The Gories,
KRS-One,
Erasure,
The Skatalites,
Byron Stingily,
The Alarm Clocks,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Scrapy,
Chris & Cosey,
Josef K,
James White and The Blacks,
Yusef Lateef,
Index,
Public Enemy,
Brand Nubian,
The Tremeloes,
The Monochrome Set,
Joyce Sims,
Brass Construction,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
Depeche Mode,
Ultimate Spinach,
Circle Jerks,
Peter and Kerry,
Tres Demented,
Moss Icon,
Glenn Branca,
The Remains,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rotary Connection,
Lungfish,
Sexual Harrassment,
Underground Resistance,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Urselle,
Robert Hood,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gun Club,
Siglo XX,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.