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 Uganda and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Accadde A to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Parry Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Althea and Donna,
Joy Division,
Audionom,
Joensuu 1685,
Laurel Aitken,
Vainqueur,
Liliput,
Thompson Twins,
Inner City,
Eric Dolphy,
Reagan Youth,
Public Enemy,
The Standells,
The Smoke,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
the Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
Electric Prunes,
Yaz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alton Ellis,
Black Moon,
Eurythmics,
Radiohead,
Make Up,
Joyce Sims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Knickerbockers,
Dawn Penn,
Sun City Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Lower 48,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Swell Maps,
Rotary Connection,
Amon Düül II,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Malaria!,
Derrick Morgan,
Hashim,
The Moody Blues,
a-ha,
The Sound,
The Blackbyrds,
Interpol,
The Techniques,
Fat Boys,
Kayak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
F. McDonald,
Arab on Radar,
Marvin Gaye,
The Golliwogs,
Scratch Acid,
Gong,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gabor Szabo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Cal Tjader,
Mad Mike,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.