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 Tunisia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 spring reverb 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 Delon & Dalcan to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Birthday Party record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispian St. Peters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Yellowson,
The Saints,
Au Pairs,
Model 500,
Todd Terry,
Oneida,
Mary Jane Girls,
June of 44,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Camouflage,
The Trojans,
The Grass Roots,
Brothers Johnson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Chrome,
EPMD,
Duran Duran,
Erasure,
Circle Jerks,
Jerry's Kids,
Terrestrial Tones,
U.S. Maple,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ice-T,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marc Almond,
Flipper,
Black Pus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bronski Beat,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Severed Heads,
Rapeman,
Moebius,
Echospace,
Blossom Toes,
Quando Quango,
Mars,
Minnie Riperton,
Tubeway Army,
The United States of America,
The Raincoats,
Angry Samoans,
Mr. Review,
John Cale,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Eve St. Jones,
48th St. Collective,
Motorama,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Marmalade,
Black Bananas,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kurtis Blow,
Sarah Menescal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson, Wally Richardson.
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.