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 Ghana and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 arpeggiator 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 Fluxion to the rock 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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 Germs,
Al Stewart,
Royal Trux,
Dual Sessions,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
The Sonics,
The Slits,
Lightning Bolt,
Jawbox,
The Leaves,
Yusef Lateef,
The Zeros,
Ronan,
Con Funk Shun,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Porter Ricks,
Make Up,
Siglo XX,
The Move,
China Crisis,
Japan,
The Gories,
Mo-Dettes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Divine Comedy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Peter and Kerry,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Half Japanese,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Doors,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Buckinghams,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ossler,
The Sound,
Index,
Camberwell Now,
Danielle Patucci,
Ralphi Rosario,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Toasters,
One Last Wish,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus,
Marvin Gaye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Josef K,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Excepter,
Echospace,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Starr,
Bad Manners,
Barry Ungar,
MDC,
The Red Krayola,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Dawn Penn,
Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones, Howard Jones.
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.