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 Bolivia and from Copenhagen.
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 Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Dave Gahan to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All The Peanut Butter Conspiracy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scientists record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
AZ,
Kayak,
Silicon Teens,
Bill Near,
Das Ding,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Young Rascals,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Smoke,
Tim Buckley,
Monolake,
The Blues Magoos,
Loose Ends,
Peter & Gordon,
Vainqueur,
Tres Demented,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Foxx,
Michelle Simonal,
Quadrant,
Goldenarms,
Ponytail,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
F. McDonald,
Rakim,
Wolf Eyes,
Wings,
Bauhaus,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Derrick May,
Unwound,
The Dead C,
Joyce Sims,
Ornette Coleman,
Mark Hollis,
Junior Murvin,
Neil Young,
Aloha Tigers,
Public Enemy,
Idris Muhammad,
Josef K,
Circle Jerks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gong,
Minor Threat,
One Last Wish,
Lungfish,
Talk Talk,
Joy Division,
The Gap Band,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kenny Larkin,
DJ Sneak,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Duran Duran,
Nas,
Scion,
Intrusion,
Bob Dylan,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.