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 Turkey and from Copenhagen.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
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 Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Grauzone to the punk 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All Smog tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Nico,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Bronski Beat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Shoche,
Yaz,
Animal Collective,
Swell Maps,
Zapp,
Sparks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Stetsasonic,
The Dirtbombs,
Amon Düül,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Eric Copeland,
The Flesh Eaters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Parry Music,
Qualms,
Albert Ayler,
Dawn Penn,
Lalann,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lee Hazlewood,
FM Einheit,
Negative Approach,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
B.T. Express,
Basic Channel,
Minor Threat,
ABC,
Carl Craig,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pierre Henry,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joyce Sims,
Gang of Four,
Porter Ricks,
Saccharine Trust,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skarface,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fugazi,
Delta 5,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Quantec,
Japan,
Little Man,
Eddi Front,
The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots, The Grass Roots.
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.