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 Belarus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Davy DMX to the disco 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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Basic Channel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Newcleus,
Blake Baxter,
Bauhaus,
Jerry Gold Smith,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Swans,
Amon Düül II,
Tom Boy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Wake,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vladislav Delay,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
In Retrospect,
Babytalk,
Black Bananas,
Andrew Hill,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wings,
Arthur Verocai,
Monolake,
Brothers Johnson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Surgeon,
Spandau Ballet,
Ponytail,
Procol Harum,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mo-Dettes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eurythmics,
Gichy Dan,
Reagan Youth,
Ituana,
The Names,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lower 48,
Toni Rubio,
Icehouse,
Deadbeat,
China Crisis,
Magazine,
B.T. Express,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tres Demented,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Byrd,
The Mojo Men,
Isaac Hayes,
Nirvana,
ABC,
Deepchord,
Franke, Franke, Franke, Franke.
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.