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 Guatemala and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Siglo XX to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Model 500 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott Heron,
Main Source,
John Foxx,
Scratch Acid,
Marine Girls,
Darondo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Moby Grape,
Scan 7,
The Modern Lovers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skarface,
Suburban Knight,
The Saints,
Lou Reed,
Pet Shop Boys,
Morten Harket,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
OOIOO,
The Smoke,
The Dead C,
The Sonics,
In Retrospect,
Chris Corsano,
Quadrant,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Organ,
Quando Quango,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gabor Szabo,
The Offenders,
Essential Logic,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Slave,
The American Breed,
The Divine Comedy,
Surgeon,
The Stooges,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Maurizio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Wake,
Pierre Henry,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Deepchord,
Leonard Cohen,
Kaleidoscope,
Supertramp,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
F. McDonald,
The Monks,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.