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 Algeria and from Tokyo.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Fad Gadget to the crunk 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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Vladislav Delay,
Moss Icon,
Clear Light,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alison Limerick,
Peter and Kerry,
Derrick Morgan,
The Offenders,
The Moleskins,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
The Raincoats,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aswad,
Marmalade,
Skarface,
Camouflage,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Henry Cow,
The Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Scratch Acid,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Swell Maps,
Pere Ubu,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sister Nancy,
Deadbeat,
The Velvet Underground,
Juan Atkins,
X-Ray Spex,
Zapp,
Charles Mingus,
Excepter,
Jerry's Kids,
Gichy Dan,
Stetsasonic,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Mandrill,
Roxy Music,
Mary Jane Girls,
Deepchord,
Cymande,
Nirvana,
The Buckinghams,
The Mummies,
Flamin' Groovies,
Surgeon,
UT,
Mo-Dettes,
The Victims,
Scientists,
Visage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Skatalites,
Sun Ra,
Magma,
The Techniques,
Kayak,
Tears for Fears,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.