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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Roxy Music to the dance 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantaleimon,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Fugazi,
Donald Byrd,
Judy Mowatt,
MC5,
Pulsallama,
Bang On A Can,
Lucky Dragons,
Al Stewart,
Rekid,
Albert Ayler,
World's Most,
Dave Gahan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
The Knickerbockers,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Infiniti,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Funkadelic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Niagra,
Pussy Galore,
Pantytec,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Warsaw,
Jacob Miller,
Tears for Fears,
Spoonie Gee,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Interpol,
Fatback Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Monks,
New York Dolls,
The Evens,
Michelle Simonal,
The Human League,
Gang Gang Dance,
Roxy Music,
Suburban Knight,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Neil Young,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camouflage,
The Barracudas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jeff Mills,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.