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 Monaco and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 The Wake to the disco 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Standells,
Main Source,
Peter & Gordon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Qualms,
Black Bananas,
Clear Light,
Lindisfarne,
Warren Ellis,
cv313,
Sex Pistols,
The Happenings,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Cowsills,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
A Certain Ratio,
Camberwell Now,
Dawn Penn,
Ludus,
Nas,
Ronnie Foster,
Sun Ra,
Scrapy,
Electric Light Orchestra,
This Heat,
MDC,
Ponytail,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boz Scaggs,
The Mummies,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Human League,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kas Product,
The Associates,
Mandrill,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Victims,
The Searchers,
David Axelrod,
D'Angelo,
New Age Steppers,
Pulsallama,
Livin' Joy,
Joe Finger,
The Fugs,
The Slackers,
Leonard Cohen,
Ten City,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Angry Samoans,
the Bar-Kays,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
Minnie Riperton,
Sandy B,
the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars, the Fania All-Stars.
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.