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 El Salvador and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arab on Radar record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Frankie Knuckles,
Rakim,
Ituana,
Boz Scaggs,
Angry Samoans,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Mills,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Y Pants,
Scientists,
the Bar-Kays,
Ice-T,
Bauhaus,
Marine Girls,
Slave,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moleskins,
The Fire Engines,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
The Knickerbockers,
Suburban Knight,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Radiohead,
Slick Rick,
Gichy Dan,
Absolute Body Control,
Joe Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
Circle Jerks,
Mo-Dettes,
New York Dolls,
the Fania All-Stars,
Shoche,
The Tremeloes,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Sound,
Mr. Review,
The United States of America,
Albert Ayler,
The Gap Band,
the Human League,
John Holt,
Reagan Youth,
Bush Tetras,
Jandek,
The Black Dice,
Groovy Waters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Associates,
The Victims,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ludus,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Magma,
Stiv Bators,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.