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 Guyana and from Calgary.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba 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 Bootsy Collins to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-101,
June Days,
Brick,
Chrome,
Dennis Brown,
The Toasters,
Quando Quango,
Tom Boy,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sixth Finger,
The Young Rascals,
Bronski Beat,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Five Americans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Con Funk Shun,
Little Man,
Jawbox,
cv313,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fuzztones,
Groovy Waters,
Thompson Twins,
Donald Byrd,
Supertramp,
Michelle Simonal,
Scott Walker,
Intrusion,
Anakelly,
FM Einheit,
Toni Rubio,
Mantronix,
The New Christs,
Magazine,
Brass Construction,
Faust,
Kurtis Blow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Soft Machine,
Nick Fraelich,
Main Source,
David McCallum,
Echospace,
Ronnie Foster,
Lungfish,
48th St. Collective,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ultra Naté,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Boredoms,
Eli Mardock,
Royal Trux,
Monolake,
Television Personalities,
Public Enemy,
Visage,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Icehouse,
Motorama,
Ituana,
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick.
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.