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 Peru and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pere Ubu to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dual Sessions,
Organ,
Terry Callier,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
The Flesh Eaters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Clear Light,
Parry Music,
D'Angelo,
Josef K,
The Beau Brummels,
The Music Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Rakim,
Robert Hood,
Quando Quango,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Desert Stars,
Unrelated Segments,
Toni Rubio,
Crispy Ambulance,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Thee Headcoats,
Warren Ellis,
Bad Manners,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Davy DMX,
Black Moon,
Junior Murvin,
Main Source,
The Raincoats,
The Zeros,
Blossom Toes,
Iggy Pop,
The Associates,
Infiniti,
Chris & Cosey,
Make Up,
Cal Tjader,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MDC,
Skriet,
Sister Nancy,
Talk Talk,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Pus,
Gabor Szabo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lungfish,
Black Bananas,
Lee Hazlewood,
UT,
The Black Dice,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.