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 Paraguay and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tim Buckley to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Bauhaus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Cymande,
The Gladiators,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Japan,
Altered Images,
The Trojans,
The Index,
Sonic Youth,
Rod Modell,
Avey Tare,
Wings,
L. Decosne,
Funky Four + One,
cv313,
Niagra,
Scion,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Angels of Light,
Dorothy Ashby,
the Sonics,
Blossom Toes,
Newcleus,
Gichy Dan,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Amon Düül II,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Misunderstood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Max Romeo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marmalade,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dual Sessions,
Anakelly,
The Red Krayola,
Faraquet,
The Star Department,
Goldenarms,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Wake,
Urselle,
Barclay James Harvest,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
John Cale,
MDC,
Sarah Menescal,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Depeche Mode,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Juan Atkins,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alphaville,
Dennis Brown,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.