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 Bhutan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Royal Trux to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Mad Mike,
Minny Pops,
Lakeside,
The Mojo Men,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Golliwogs,
Scientists,
Scion,
Tears for Fears,
Smog,
Adolescents,
LL Cool J,
Heaven 17,
The Happenings,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rakim,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Y Pants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tommy Roe,
Talk Talk,
Bang On A Can,
Pylon,
Wings,
Simply Red,
Crime,
the Normal,
Absolute Body Control,
Mo-Dettes,
Magma,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Erykah Badu,
Isaac Hayes,
The J.B.'s,
Gerry Rafferty,
Excepter,
Animal Collective,
Sandy B,
Tomorrow,
Rufus Thomas,
Kerri Chandler,
Chris & Cosey,
Reagan Youth,
Bronski Beat,
Soul II Soul,
Pussy Galore,
In Retrospect,
Quando Quango,
Todd Rundgren,
Index,
Amon Düül,
Guru Guru,
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.