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 Tajikistan and from Accra.
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 Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the 808 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 Joensuu 1685 to the funk 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
L. Decosne,
Trumans Water,
Leonard Cohen,
The Victims,
Talk Talk,
Kaleidoscope,
Essential Logic,
Cymande,
The Gladiators,
Deepchord,
The Mojo Men,
The Alarm Clocks,
Aaron Thompson,
Scratch Acid,
Warren Ellis,
The Slits,
Alice Coltrane,
Symarip,
The Misunderstood,
Pet Shop Boys,
Country Teasers,
Wasted Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Oneida,
T.S.O.L.,
The Wake,
Unrelated Segments,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
the Germs,
Kurtis Blow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
World's Most,
The Blackbyrds,
Delta 5,
Graham Central Station,
Hasil Adkins,
Banda Bassotti,
Agitation Free,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Pop Group,
Von Mondo,
The Move,
Flash Fearless,
Lalann,
Idris Muhammad,
Junior Murvin,
Dead Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Pulsallama,
Neil Young,
Stiv Bators,
Darondo,
Quadrant,
Youth Brigade,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pussy Galore,
Delon & Dalcan,
Marcia Griffiths,
Mad Mike,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Cramps,
Blancmange,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.