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 Venezuela and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Nas to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Motorama,
Michelle Simonal,
Yusef Lateef,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Whodini,
L. Decosne,
Section 25,
Ornette Coleman,
Ohio Players,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Bill Wells,
ABBA,
David McCallum,
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare,
Goldenarms,
The Durutti Column,
Bluetip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lakeside,
The Sound,
Judy Mowatt,
Albert Ayler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Barry Ungar,
Nico,
Rapeman,
Wolf Eyes,
ABC,
Scientists,
Sixth Finger,
Nas,
The Standells,
DNA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Khruangbin,
Altered Images,
Thompson Twins,
the Human League,
Gerry Rafferty,
Fugazi,
The Barracudas,
Outsiders,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Skaos,
Soul II Soul,
T.S.O.L.,
Porter Ricks,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Terry,
Delta 5,
Marmalade,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.