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 Cambodia and from Seoul.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grime 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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All The Associates tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
CMW,
Eurythmics,
Newcleus,
Altered Images,
Gang Gang Dance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reuben Wilson,
Scott Walker,
Moss Icon,
The Dirtbombs,
Ice-T,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Victims,
Parry Music,
the Slits,
Lalann,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Mojo Men,
Motorama,
John Foxx,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Pere Ubu,
Man Eating Sloth,
Throbbing Gristle,
Livin' Joy,
Pantaleimon,
Whodini,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yusef Lateef,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Janne Schatter,
Blake Baxter,
Tears for Fears,
Animal Collective,
Jawbox,
Ultravox,
Index,
cv313,
T. Rex,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delon & Dalcan,
Prince Buster,
Eric Copeland,
Lee Hazlewood,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
Amon Düül,
the Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Cowsills,
Skarface,
DNA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
Niagra,
The Slackers,
Pierre Henry,
Lightning Bolt,
Sällskapet,
Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd, Bobby Byrd.
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.