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 Bulgaria and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron 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 Connie Case to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Theoretical Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Red Lorry Yellow Lorry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
FM Einheit,
Cluster,
The Black Dice,
10cc,
Oblivians,
Bluetip,
Arcadia,
Iggy Pop,
The Velvet Underground,
The Slits,
Stereo Dub,
ABC,
Colin Newman,
Wally Richardson,
Marvin Gaye,
Eve St. Jones,
Crime,
The Dave Clark Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
CMW,
Bill Near,
Boogie Down Productions,
Das Ding,
Althea and Donna,
Barry Ungar,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
Nico,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Byrd,
Ken Boothe,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter and Kerry,
cv313,
Negative Approach,
Joy Division,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Von Mondo,
June of 44,
Warren Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
The Gap Band,
The Misunderstood,
The Kinks,
Technova,
Chrome,
The Five Americans,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Donald Byrd,
Circle Jerks,
Aswad,
UT,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Warsaw,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.