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 United Kingdom and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Television Personalities to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Slick Rick record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Fuzztones,
10cc,
The Cosmic Jokers,
D'Angelo,
Rites of Spring,
The Selecter,
Rosa Yemen,
Fatback Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Pierre Henry,
The New Christs,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Beau Brummels,
Alphaville,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nico,
Tom Boy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Porter Ricks,
Donald Byrd,
Johnny Clarke,
LL Cool J,
Infiniti,
Negative Approach,
Pantaleimon,
The Blackbyrds,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
David Axelrod,
X-102,
The Misunderstood,
Moebius,
Robert Görl,
One Last Wish,
Barrington Levy,
The Slackers,
Underground Resistance,
The Human League,
Tubeway Army,
The Seeds,
Reuben Wilson,
Guru Guru,
The Barracudas,
Liliput,
The Smoke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deepchord,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Cal Tjader,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sun City Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Kinks,
Altered Images,
The Divine Comedy,
Delta 5,
Camberwell Now,
The American Breed,
The Standells,
Reagan Youth,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.