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 Eritrea and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 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 Eric Dolphy to the techno 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 Marc Almond. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Swell Maps,
The Skatalites,
Inner City,
Y Pants,
The Electric Prunes,
Audionom,
Loose Ends,
Black Sheep,
Oblivians,
The United States of America,
Grey Daturas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
Gerry Rafferty,
Infiniti,
The Barracudas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
X-Ray Spex,
Chris & Cosey,
Gastr Del Sol,
Archie Shepp,
Cluster,
Sonny Sharrock,
Isaac Hayes,
The Techniques,
Wings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hot Snakes,
Scientists,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
New Order,
Delon & Dalcan,
Johnny Osbourne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sixth Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
June of 44,
Intrusion,
Darondo,
The Pretty Things,
The Smiths,
Deepchord,
Yazoo,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dave Gahan,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Theoretical Girls,
Motorama,
Boredoms,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arcadia,
Porter Ricks,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.