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 Mozambique and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb 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 Glambeats Corp. to the rap 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru 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?
X-101,
Zero Boys,
Joey Negro,
The Grass Roots,
Ituana,
Franke,
Los Fastidios,
Steve Hackett,
Pantytec,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Chris Corsano,
X-Ray Spex,
Rakim,
Joyce Sims,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Talk Talk,
Swell Maps,
La Düsseldorf,
Janne Schatter,
Sister Nancy,
Minor Threat,
Half Japanese,
Boz Scaggs,
U.S. Maple,
Aloha Tigers,
OOIOO,
Nik Kershaw,
Roger Hodgson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gang Green,
Babytalk,
Yellowson,
Joe Smooth,
Porter Ricks,
Echospace,
Darondo,
The Monochrome Set,
Rufus Thomas,
Guru Guru,
The Alarm Clocks,
The United States of America,
Patti Smith,
Jacob Miller,
Wally Richardson,
The Dirtbombs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jerry's Kids,
The American Breed,
The Mojo Men,
The Electric Prunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Byrd,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
UT,
New Order,
Spoonie Gee,
Outsiders,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.