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 Sweden and from Delhi.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 Isaac Hayes to the techno 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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Residents,
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Five Americans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
The Smoke,
The Modern Lovers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Beau Brummels,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Rundgren,
Ornette Coleman,
Sound Behaviour,
The Standells,
The Dirtbombs,
Easy Going,
Public Image Ltd.,
Flash Fearless,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Drexciya,
The Cramps,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Smog,
The New Christs,
Wally Richardson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Alton Ellis,
The Sound,
The Fire Engines,
10cc,
Jandek,
Lalann,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang of Four,
Bizarre Inc.,
Skaos,
The Walker Brothers,
Joe Smooth,
Boz Scaggs,
Bill Near,
Altered Images,
Al Stewart,
Half Japanese,
Juan Atkins,
Slave,
Nirvana,
Chrome,
Kerri Chandler,
Eurythmics,
Scott Walker,
The Blackbyrds,
Neil Young,
Amazonics,
Joe Finger,
Warren Ellis,
the Normal,
Black Flag,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.