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 Namibia and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro 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 Alphaville to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Animal Collective record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Technova,
Aloha Tigers,
Blossom Toes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Alphaville,
John Lydon,
Al Stewart,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
Fad Gadget,
Loose Ends,
Crooked Eye,
Shuggie Otis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
8 Eyed Spy,
MC5,
The Evens,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Skatalites,
The Birthday Party,
Ash Ra Tempel,
China Crisis,
Matthew Bourne,
The United States of America,
Kas Product,
Q and Not U,
Second Layer,
Alton Ellis,
Amazonics,
Bronski Beat,
Crime,
Black Bananas,
Bill Near,
Bootsy Collins,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter and Kerry,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Fire Engines,
Pantytec,
Crispy Ambulance,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Josef K,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Tremeloes,
FM Einheit,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pet Shop Boys,
CMW,
Vainqueur,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yellowson,
L. Decosne,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Golliwogs,
Blake Baxter,
The Misunderstood,
Pagans,
Suburban Knight,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.