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 Libya and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sonny Sharrock to the techno 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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Bush Tetras tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Agent Orange,
David Bowie,
Toni Rubio,
KRS-One,
Blancmange,
Soul II Soul,
Tomorrow,
Infiniti,
Pagans,
The Pretty Things,
Warsaw,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Divine Comedy,
Gang Green,
Mantronix,
Stereo Dub,
The Wake,
Ohio Players,
Little Man,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül,
The Slackers,
The Real Kids,
Average White Band,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Can,
the Germs,
Smog,
Junior Murvin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Technova,
Eric Dolphy,
Roxy Music,
The Doors,
The Kinks,
Stetsasonic,
Unrelated Segments,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Wells,
Thompson Twins,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quadrant,
X-101,
The Dead C,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harmonia,
L. Decosne,
Dave Gahan,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division,
Dead Boys,
The Alarm Clocks,
Ten City,
Trumans Water,
The Durutti Column,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.