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 Jamaica and from Houston.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar 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 Move to the electroclash 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 The Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Dark Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Pop Group,
Simply Red,
ABC,
Agitation Free,
Groovy Waters,
Funky Four + One,
Boredoms,
Half Japanese,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Surgeon,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
Arcadia,
Delta 5,
The Vogues,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Walker Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deadbeat,
Altered Images,
OOIOO,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Brothers Johnson,
H. Thieme,
Television Personalities,
June Days,
Babytalk,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Angry Samoans,
The Cramps,
Rufus Thomas,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Raincoats,
Gong,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Bootsy Collins,
Girls At Our Best!,
Electric Prunes,
Symarip,
Dark Day,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Eric Copeland,
Roxette,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Don Cherry,
Brand Nubian,
Desert Stars,
T. Rex,
Arab on Radar,
Duran Duran,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rosa Yemen,
The Busters,
La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf, La Düsseldorf.
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.