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 Malawi and from Jakarta.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Mo-Dettes to the funk 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Silicon Teens record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Five Americans,
Gang of Four,
The Velvet Underground,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sex Pistols,
Charles Mingus,
Metal Thangz,
Scrapy,
Eli Mardock,
The Beau Brummels,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Wire,
Erykah Badu,
Arthur Verocai,
The Cramps,
Don Cherry,
Lyres,
The Kinks,
New Order,
The Moody Blues,
Symarip,
Derrick Morgan,
Model 500,
Lungfish,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ohio Players,
Barbara Tucker,
Flipper,
Brick,
Intrusion,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Moon,
Bauhaus,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sound Behaviour,
Neil Young,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
In Retrospect,
Max Romeo,
Black Sheep,
Lalann,
The Vogues,
Faust,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed,
Stetsasonic,
Roxette,
The Birthday Party,
Eurythmics,
David Axelrod,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Searchers,
June of 44,
Sun Ra,
Ten City,
Rakim,
Wings,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Residents,
Babytalk,
Donny Hathaway,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.