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 Indonesia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 ABC to the punk 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
Basic Channel,
Swell Maps,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
Subhumans,
the Normal,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Techniques,
Henry Cow,
The Toasters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ituana,
Archie Shepp,
The Fall,
The Real Kids,
Monolake,
Minny Pops,
The Moody Blues,
Eric B and Rakim,
U.S. Maple,
Quadrant,
L. Decosne,
Joy Division,
Fluxion,
Ossler,
Adolescents,
Amazonics,
Index,
Judy Mowatt,
David Axelrod,
The Fortunes,
Trumans Water,
Little Man,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Monks,
Matthew Halsall,
X-102,
Crash Course in Science,
Mars,
The Smiths,
Procol Harum,
Skriet,
Sixth Finger,
Moss Icon,
Aaron Thompson,
The J.B.'s,
Scan 7,
B.T. Express,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Finger,
Brick,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Youth Brigade,
The Doors,
Nico,
June of 44,
Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX, Siglo XX.
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.