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 Palau and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 theremin 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 Television Personalities to the techno 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joey Negro record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Mad Mike,
The Dead C,
Aural Exciters,
Fad Gadget,
David Axelrod,
Steve Hackett,
Hardrive,
Warren Ellis,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Sällskapet,
Heaven 17,
Subhumans,
Q and Not U,
Eric Dolphy,
Maleditus Sound,
Tommy Roe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Sherman,
Alton Ellis,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Slackers,
New York Dolls,
The Moody Blues,
Brand Nubian,
8 Eyed Spy,
Niagra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Misunderstood,
Archie Shepp,
The Real Kids,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kerri Chandler,
Sonny Sharrock,
Moebius,
Qualms,
The Neon Judgement,
Kevin Saunderson,
Glenn Branca,
ABBA,
Can,
Stereo Dub,
Minnie Riperton,
Soft Cell,
Model 500,
David McCallum,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
La Düsseldorf,
The Searchers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pantaleimon,
Aaron Thompson,
Reagan Youth,
Ronan,
Carl Craig,
Zapp,
Public Image Ltd.,
Glambeats Corp.,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.