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 Kuwait and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Roger Hodgson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
OOIOO,
Joey Negro,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
John Foxx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Young Rascals,
PIL,
Sixth Finger,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rapeman,
Accadde A,
The Slits,
The Remains,
The Music Machine,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ponytail,
Ituana,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Au Pairs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Susan Cadogan,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang of Four,
Surgeon,
China Crisis,
Das Ding,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Massinfluence,
Janne Schatter,
Guru Guru,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Dave Clark Five,
Loose Ends,
Lower 48,
Maleditus Sound,
Babytalk,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
In Retrospect,
Bobby Womack,
Kas Product,
8 Eyed Spy,
Josef K,
Whodini,
The Velvet Underground,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Residents,
Robert Wyatt,
Sarah Menescal,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cymande,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül,
Eddi Front,
The Durutti Column,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.