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 Eritrea and from Lagos.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the grunge 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Main Source,
Roy Ayers,
Silicon Teens,
Arab on Radar,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Cramps,
The Walker Brothers,
R.M.O.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Technova,
Lucky Dragons,
Sonic Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Japan,
Leonard Cohen,
Von Mondo,
Marvin Gaye,
Television Personalities,
X-102,
Vladislav Delay,
Saccharine Trust,
Godley & Creme,
The Invisible,
Essential Logic,
The Moody Blues,
Sound Behaviour,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
Crime,
Brick,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Anakelly,
Qualms,
The Sound,
Jandek,
Donny Hathaway,
Black Flag,
The Wake,
The Birthday Party,
Bobby Byrd,
Nation of Ulysses,
X-Ray Spex,
The Young Rascals,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Beau Brummels,
Newcleus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joy Division,
The Motions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Janne Schatter,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Stiv Bators,
Rufus Thomas,
Nirvana,
a-ha,
Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron, Cybotron.
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.