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 Micronesia and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Fuzztones to the rap 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Dorothy Ashby,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Derrick Morgan,
Nas,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Donny Hathaway,
John Holt,
Quando Quango,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Jacques Brel,
Wally Richardson,
David McCallum,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Faust,
Deepchord,
Dual Sessions,
Television,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Intrusion,
Robert Görl,
Country Teasers,
Scion,
The Barracudas,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
Marcia Griffiths,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Mojo Men,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Byrd,
Siglo XX,
Wings,
Visage,
Sight & Sound,
FM Einheit,
Porter Ricks,
Bauhaus,
JFA,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bob Dylan,
Quantec,
Mandrill,
Funkadelic,
Robert Hood,
La Düsseldorf,
Liliput,
The Happenings,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Talk Talk,
Lou Reed,
Aaron Thompson,
The Buckinghams,
Depeche Mode,
Mo-Dettes,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.