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 New Zealand and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet 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 Fluxion to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Janne Schatter. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television,
Rosa Yemen,
The Young Rascals,
Pantytec,
Anthony Braxton,
The New Christs,
Patti Smith,
Reuben Wilson,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ossler,
Audionom,
Yellowson,
Mars,
Reagan Youth,
Joe Finger,
Young Marble Giants,
PIL,
Scientists,
FM Einheit,
Cal Tjader,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Germs,
The J.B.'s,
The Gun Club,
Curtis Mayfield,
Tears for Fears,
Ornette Coleman,
Kool Moe Dee,
Crash Course in Science,
The Walker Brothers,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Christie,
T.S.O.L.,
The Smoke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bluetip,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lakeside,
Maleditus Sound,
Alton Ellis,
The Doors,
Carl Craig,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
Eric Dolphy,
cv313,
Radiopuhelimet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Al Stewart,
Barry Ungar,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
L. Decosne,
Schoolly D,
Motorama,
Anakelly,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New York Dolls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Drexciya,
H. Thieme,
Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth, Wasted Youth.
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.