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 Poland and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Crime to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Hot Snakes,
Flash Fearless,
LL Cool J,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Patti Smith,
Unwound,
Lightning Bolt,
EPMD,
the Fania All-Stars,
Little Man,
Pantaleimon,
Roy Ayers,
X-Ray Spex,
Quantec,
Liliput,
The Raincoats,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
Technova,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Supertramp,
Los Fastidios,
Cal Tjader,
New Order,
Crime,
Sparks,
Pole,
PIL,
A Flock of Seagulls,
World's Most,
Bootsy Collins,
8 Eyed Spy,
KRS-One,
Spoonie Gee,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Joy Division,
Whodini,
OOIOO,
The Motions,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Barrington Levy,
Faust,
Duran Duran,
Outsiders,
Terrestrial Tones,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Electric Prunes,
Saccharine Trust,
Oneida,
Bobby Womack,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.