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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Moby Grape to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unrelated Segments record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Joey Negro,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Chris & Cosey,
Mr. Review,
Unrelated Segments,
Nils Olav,
Letta Mbulu,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rotary Connection,
Ohio Players,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Alison Limerick,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Moebius,
The Red Krayola,
Motorama,
Eurythmics,
Eden Ahbez,
Sixth Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Howard Jones,
Desert Stars,
The Leaves,
Nirvana,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ken Boothe,
KRS-One,
Excepter,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Accadde A,
Tomorrow,
Prince Buster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Duran Duran,
Tom Boy,
Surgeon,
The Pretty Things,
Alphaville,
Anthony Braxton,
Yaz,
Todd Terry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
La Düsseldorf,
Scrapy,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Association,
David Axelrod,
Minny Pops,
Brothers Johnson,
Jeff Mills,
Bill Wells,
The Residents,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.