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 Luxembourg and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 Houston and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Trojans to the grime 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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Starr record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Last Poets,
Jandek,
Freddie Wadling,
Half Japanese,
The Golliwogs,
Deadbeat,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Rundgren,
Leonard Cohen,
Tears for Fears,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan,
The Walker Brothers,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Slits,
Blancmange,
Gang of Four,
Shoche,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fugazi,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mandrill,
The Durutti Column,
Archie Shepp,
F. McDonald,
Amazonics,
AZ,
Charles Mingus,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
China Crisis,
Funky Four + One,
Mars,
In Retrospect,
Johnny Clarke,
The Buckinghams,
Minor Threat,
U.S. Maple,
The Count Five,
The Index,
The Mojo Men,
Lakeside,
Minny Pops,
Marmalade,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Faraquet,
Section 25,
Mo-Dettes,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
These Immortal Souls,
Ten City,
Delta 5,
Darondo,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Kinks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
10cc,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marvin Gaye,
Derrick Morgan,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.