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 Korea North and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sound 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 the Human League. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spandau Ballet,
the Sonics,
Ronan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Dave Clark Five,
Talk Talk,
Swans,
Monolake,
Hasil Adkins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fad Gadget,
The Busters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Half Japanese,
Kenny Larkin,
Erykah Badu,
Charles Mingus,
Chris & Cosey,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television Personalities,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Lydon,
Joensuu 1685,
Y Pants,
The Last Poets,
The Gun Club,
The Searchers,
Audionom,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cecil Taylor,
Desert Stars,
Laurel Aitken,
Trumans Water,
Crispian St. Peters,
DJ Sneak,
the Slits,
Basic Channel,
Unwound,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Panda Bear,
Scrapy,
Con Funk Shun,
The Fall,
Carl Craig,
Joey Negro,
the Swans,
Minor Threat,
Sam Rivers,
Mo-Dettes,
Glambeats Corp.,
Silicon Teens,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker,
Urselle,
Marine Girls,
The Knickerbockers,
Average White Band,
Supertramp,
Chris Corsano,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.