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 Rwanda and from Cairo.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Accadde A to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sisters of Mercy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
KRS-One,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Sheep,
Hasil Adkins,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Pus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Niagra,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Q65,
Yaz,
Donny Hathaway,
Jeff Mills,
Fugazi,
New Order,
The Slits,
In Retrospect,
The Pop Group,
Flamin' Groovies,
ABBA,
The Fall,
Banda Bassotti,
EPMD,
Sex Pistols,
The Neon Judgement,
Reagan Youth,
Agitation Free,
Brand Nubian,
Hardrive,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
Unrelated Segments,
Urselle,
Michelle Simonal,
Erasure,
Pylon,
Wasted Youth,
Subhumans,
Chris & Cosey,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Man Parrish,
The Knickerbockers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neil Young,
Kevin Saunderson,
New Age Steppers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crash Course in Science,
Dennis Brown,
Steve Hackett,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
L. Decosne,
Essential Logic,
Soft Machine,
Barclay James Harvest,
Loose Ends,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.