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 Bahrain and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Second Layer to the rock 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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Marmalade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Steve Hackett 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Curtis Mayfield,
The Human League,
Technova,
Lakeside,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Golliwogs,
Simply Red,
Neil Young,
The Pop Group,
Dark Day,
Procol Harum,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Martian,
Glenn Branca,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Moon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Average White Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Babytalk,
Sugar Minott,
Flash Fearless,
Goldenarms,
Monolake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick May,
Harmonia,
Aural Exciters,
Anthony Braxton,
Essential Logic,
Gang Green,
The Saints,
Prince Buster,
The Vogues,
Jerry's Kids,
Half Japanese,
Wire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Aswad,
JFA,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Last Poets,
Lalo Schifrin,
Echospace,
Minor Threat,
Anakelly,
R.M.O.,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül II,
Minutemen,
The Zeros,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Searchers,
Maurizio,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Evens,
Sexual Harrassment,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.