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 Philippines and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Brand Nubian to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Deadbeat. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Angry Samoans,
Sonic Youth,
Barrington Levy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stiv Bators,
The Pretty Things,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minor Threat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Guru Guru,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pantytec,
Pet Shop Boys,
Chris Corsano,
Idris Muhammad,
Barclay James Harvest,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Goldenarms,
Byron Stingily,
Theoretical Girls,
The Move,
Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Style,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Royal Trux,
Sugar Minott,
New Order,
The Techniques,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Connie Case,
Robert Hood,
Wasted Youth,
The Smiths,
Pole,
Eli Mardock,
The Raincoats,
Mars,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Interpol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Supertramp,
Television,
Tomorrow,
The Monks,
The J.B.'s,
Patti Smith,
Rufus Thomas,
Moss Icon,
The Offenders,
Flamin' Groovies,
Avey Tare,
The Golliwogs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cybotron,
Cameo,
Procol Harum,
D'Angelo,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.