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 Georgia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Jacques Brel to the disco 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mad Mike record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bob Dylan,
Television,
Lou Reed,
Alton Ellis,
Delta 5,
The Knickerbockers,
John Foxx,
Unrelated Segments,
Henry Cow,
Dennis Brown,
Negative Approach,
Derrick Morgan,
Joey Negro,
T.S.O.L.,
The Leaves,
Banda Bassotti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
EPMD,
Skaos,
Bill Wells,
The Invisible,
La Düsseldorf,
Michelle Simonal,
Youth Brigade,
H. Thieme,
Index,
Anthony Braxton,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wasted Youth,
Ossler,
Schoolly D,
Agent Orange,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jacob Miller,
The Count Five,
The Sonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Suburban Knight,
Albert Ayler,
Nik Kershaw,
Nico,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
David McCallum,
The Seeds,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Patti Smith,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Los Fastidios,
Terry Callier,
Yazoo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gang of Four,
Arthur Verocai,
The Mojo Men,
Nirvana,
FM Einheit,
Sandy B,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.