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 Finland and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Archie Shepp to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultimate Spinach,
Los Fastidios,
Motorama,
Qualms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Judy Mowatt,
Suburban Knight,
Fear,
CMW,
ABBA,
Terry Callier,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mark Hollis,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sound Behaviour,
JFA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Sun Ra,
The Real Kids,
Roxy Music,
Infiniti,
In Retrospect,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bronski Beat,
Cameo,
Eve St. Jones,
The Walker Brothers,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Slits,
Iggy Pop,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Boogie Down Productions,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Stetsasonic,
Outsiders,
Max Romeo,
The Motions,
Amon Düül,
Harmonia,
The Seeds,
The J.B.'s,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Country Teasers,
Goldenarms,
The Cure,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sonic Youth,
Rhythm & Sound,
The New Christs,
Skriet,
Mad Mike,
Erykah Badu,
The Raincoats,
Groovy Waters,
Buzzcocks,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.