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 Russia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 arpeggiator 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 Circle Jerks to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Gabor Szabo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Copeland record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Henry Cow,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
Faust,
The Beau Brummels,
Ronan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Siglo XX,
Kool Moe Dee,
Simply Red,
Derrick May,
Half Japanese,
Crooked Eye,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Charles Mingus,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Wasted Youth,
R.M.O.,
The Velvet Underground,
Subhumans,
The Sound,
Yaz,
T. Rex,
Symarip,
Depeche Mode,
Yusef Lateef,
Big Daddy Kane,
Isaac Hayes,
Alphaville,
Quando Quango,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Masters at Work,
Yazoo,
Porter Ricks,
Jawbox,
DNA,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fugs,
Scrapy,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter and Kerry,
Flipper,
David McCallum,
Jacob Miller,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Oneida,
Mo-Dettes,
Radiohead,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.