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 Guinea and from Bremen.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon. All the underground hits.
All Spoonie Gee tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Harmonia,
Warsaw,
Roy Ayers,
Lalann,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Mummies,
Pagans,
Scientists,
Peter and Kerry,
The Walker Brothers,
The Knickerbockers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Roxy Music,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Bauhaus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Eden Ahbez,
Rekid,
Bobby Womack,
Sun Ra,
Shuggie Otis,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Stooges,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sex Pistols,
Letta Mbulu,
Television Personalities,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sister Nancy,
Visage,
Sound Behaviour,
Negative Approach,
Aural Exciters,
Q and Not U,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Steve Hackett,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yazoo,
Man Parrish,
The Pop Group,
Bob Dylan,
Von Mondo,
Vladislav Delay,
F. McDonald,
Nation of Ulysses,
Skaos,
Lakeside,
Reuben Wilson,
Kas Product,
Funkadelic,
The Remains,
Ten City,
Lungfish,
Andrew Hill,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythm & Sound,
Accadde A,
Donny Hathaway,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.