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 Jordan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron 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 Stiv Bators to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Prince Buster,
Newcleus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bronski Beat,
Chris Corsano,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Idris Muhammad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
F. McDonald,
The Martian,
Barrington Levy,
Amon Düül II,
Metal Thangz,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Toni Rubio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Selecter,
Wasted Youth,
Scratch Acid,
Colin Newman,
Malaria!,
Radio Birdman,
Bang On A Can,
Tubeway Army,
Cheater Slicks,
Pussy Galore,
Barbara Tucker,
Robert Wyatt,
The New Christs,
Wings,
Quantec,
Swans,
Sugar Minott,
AZ,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Wally Richardson,
The Techniques,
D'Angelo,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dead C,
Alphaville,
Brick,
Sam Rivers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jeff Mills,
The Buckinghams,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
CMW,
Marvin Gaye,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Electric Prunes,
Slick Rick,
Lebanon Hanover,
Main Source,
Stiv Bators,
Glambeats Corp.,
New Order,
The Sound,
Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne, Matthew Bourne.
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.