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 Korea South and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Jacob Miller to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Deepchord tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Marine Girls,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
Donald Byrd,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Organ,
Sex Pistols,
10cc,
Flipper,
X-Ray Spex,
Letta Mbulu,
the Germs,
Roxy Music,
Whodini,
Moebius,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Warsaw,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jerry's Kids,
Unwound,
Alphaville,
Todd Terry,
The Grass Roots,
Kas Product,
Faust,
Dawn Penn,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Bar-Kays,
Television,
The Offenders,
Warren Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
World's Most,
The Blackbyrds,
Essential Logic,
Pierre Henry,
Radiopuhelimet,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Marmalade,
Barry Ungar,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Moby Grape,
Mantronix,
The Toasters,
Lyres,
Brick,
Can,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dead C,
The New Christs,
Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish, Country Joe & The Fish.
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.