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 Madagascar and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Arab on Radar to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Shoche,
Can,
the Human League,
Roger Hodgson,
Accadde A,
The Gun Club,
Radio Birdman,
Marc Almond,
Chris & Cosey,
The Evens,
Thompson Twins,
Black Flag,
Saccharine Trust,
Alice Coltrane,
Ponytail,
Alton Ellis,
the Bar-Kays,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Khruangbin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Infiniti,
Scratch Acid,
Boredoms,
The Martian,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Ohio Players,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacques Brel,
Ronnie Foster,
Andrew Hill,
New York Dolls,
Quando Quango,
Moby Grape,
Bauhaus,
Cluster,
Scientists,
Bush Tetras,
The Seeds,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Smoke,
a-ha,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Electric Prunes,
Slave,
Marshall Jefferson,
MDC,
Eric B and Rakim,
Underground Resistance,
Monolake,
JFA,
Easy Going,
Sexual Harrassment,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Standells,
Davy DMX,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.