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 Grenada and from Accra.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 8 Eyed Spy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Sherman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Newcleus,
Eve St. Jones,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Smoke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scientists,
Connie Case,
Nils Olav,
The Skatalites,
Patti Smith,
The Associates,
Reagan Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Carl Craig,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Surgeon,
Albert Ayler,
Franke,
Ultimate Spinach,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobby Womack,
The Shadows of Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Arcadia,
Main Source,
DJ Sneak,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Yaz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ice-T,
Mr. Review,
Derrick May,
Pantytec,
Howard Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Subhumans,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rotary Connection,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
ABC,
Dark Day,
CMW,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Soft Cell,
The Cramps,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Echospace,
The Raincoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Grey Daturas,
Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock, Strawberry Alarm Clock.
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.