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 Indonesia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Negative Approach to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mojo Men,
Henry Cow,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Slits,
Nik Kershaw,
Babytalk,
The Beau Brummels,
The Durutti Column,
Ohio Players,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Shuggie Otis,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
Ultra Naté,
Technova,
Essential Logic,
Chris Corsano,
Ituana,
Camouflage,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rapeman,
The Cure,
Hot Snakes,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
Urselle,
X-102,
Masters at Work,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
Wire,
Panda Bear,
Althea and Donna,
the Normal,
Newcleus,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
The Cosmic Jokers,
U.S. Maple,
Mandrill,
Johnny Clarke,
Danielle Patucci,
Gang of Four,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ice-T,
Bronski Beat,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
B.T. Express,
X-101,
cv313,
The Electric Prunes,
The United States of America,
Yusef Lateef,
Michelle Simonal,
Hardrive,
Grauzone,
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.