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 Malaysia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Bronski Beat to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Mars. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Count Five,
Boredoms,
Deepchord,
Pylon,
Yaz,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-101,
Kaleidoscope,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Human League,
Easy Going,
Hashim,
Amon Düül,
Clear Light,
Niagra,
Bobby Womack,
Lightning Bolt,
Jawbox,
Quantec,
Moss Icon,
Stetsasonic,
Hardrive,
Blake Baxter,
Bill Near,
Johnny Clarke,
Monks,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Walker Brothers,
Infiniti,
the Association,
Gastr Del Sol,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Soft Cell,
Soul II Soul,
Joey Negro,
June of 44,
Derrick May,
Wire,
Aloha Tigers,
The Velvet Underground,
The Five Americans,
Rod Modell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Heaven 17,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
Pussy Galore,
Kerri Chandler,
Pole,
Bill Wells,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.