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 Malta and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cramps to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heaven 17 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Harmonia,
Alphaville,
Sound Behaviour,
The Vogues,
Monolake,
Make Up,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Jerry's Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Gichy Dan,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Oblivians,
Country Teasers,
Das Ding,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Deadbeat,
Funkadelic,
Barry Ungar,
The Buckinghams,
Cybotron,
Magazine,
MC5,
Subhumans,
The Victims,
CMW,
Girls At Our Best!,
the Swans,
48th St. Collective,
Sixth Finger,
X-102,
The Durutti Column,
Lou Christie,
Derrick May,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Crime,
Barclay James Harvest,
Steve Hackett,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kenny Larkin,
LL Cool J,
Alton Ellis,
JFA,
Archie Shepp,
Circle Jerks,
the Germs,
Desert Stars,
Nirvana,
D'Angelo,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Accadde A,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pere Ubu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Newcleus,
Mark Hollis,
Lungfish,
The Slits,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.