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 Tunisia and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 sitar 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 Au Pairs to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Section 25,
Khruangbin,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sparks,
Mission of Burma,
Motorama,
Saccharine Trust,
The United States of America,
The Offenders,
Colin Newman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Man Parrish,
Judy Mowatt,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grauzone,
Amazonics,
Howard Jones,
Popol Vuh,
Brand Nubian,
X-Ray Spex,
New Age Steppers,
Toni Rubio,
Kayak,
Ituana,
Lakeside,
Terry Callier,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy Collins,
Bizarre Inc.,
MDC,
Minutemen,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roger Hodgson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quando Quango,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Fortunes,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Faraquet,
Siglo XX,
Soft Cell,
Intrusion,
The Birthday Party,
Ohio Players,
Eli Mardock,
Graham Central Station,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pierre Henry,
Talk Talk,
ABBA,
The Dirtbombs,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Urselle,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quantec,
Brick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.