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 Cape Verde and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 This Heat 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All CMW tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Minutemen,
Brass Construction,
Jeff Lynne,
Swell Maps,
Mad Mike,
Moss Icon,
The Searchers,
The Doors,
The Busters,
Siglo XX,
Simply Red,
Make Up,
Scratch Acid,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Adolescents,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fire Engines,
Tres Demented,
The Toasters,
Harmonia,
10cc,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reuben Wilson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Franke,
Davy DMX,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Grauzone,
Graham Central Station,
The Vogues,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rapeman,
Nils Olav,
Bizarre Inc.,
Robert Wyatt,
John Foxx,
Spandau Ballet,
The Sonics,
Gabor Szabo,
The United States of America,
Underground Resistance,
Barclay James Harvest,
Nation of Ulysses,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Metal Thangz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Unrelated Segments,
Skarface,
Cluster,
Gang of Four,
Fear,
Silicon Teens,
Mo-Dettes,
Pere Ubu,
Jawbox,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Normal,
B.T. Express,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.