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 Colombia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Organ to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hot Snakes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Trojans,
Fat Boys,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Brand Nubian,
Ten City,
Wings,
The Count Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barclay James Harvest,
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roger Hodgson,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Tomorrow,
Ice-T,
Magma,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Andrew Hill,
Cheater Slicks,
Shoche,
Sound Behaviour,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
Qualms,
the Slits,
Grey Daturas,
Bob Dylan,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Litter,
Amazonics,
Joey Negro,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Symarip,
Ituana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Victims,
Essential Logic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Moebius,
Scientists,
David McCallum,
Lower 48,
Laurel Aitken,
Lalo Schifrin,
Malaria!,
The Detroit Cobras,
La Düsseldorf,
Radiohead,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
Schoolly D,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.