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 Andorra and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deakin to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roxette tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Wings,
Scan 7,
The Human League,
Arab on Radar,
Monolake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Alton Ellis,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Trumans Water,
Soft Machine,
The Red Krayola,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lyres,
Organ,
Lightning Bolt,
New Age Steppers,
Erasure,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sugar Minott,
Simply Red,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Black Dice,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Flag,
the Germs,
The Monks,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Green,
China Crisis,
Ten City,
Sun City Girls,
Accadde A,
Zero Boys,
Smog,
Mo-Dettes,
John Holt,
The Neon Judgement,
Fear,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Christie,
X-102,
The Offenders,
Mantronix,
Jerry's Kids,
Young Marble Giants,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erykah Badu,
Easy Going,
The Fall,
T. Rex,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Radiopuhelimet,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pet Shop Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.