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 Hungary and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Holger Czukay 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 Archie Shepp to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marshall Jefferson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a harpsichord 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 chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantaleimon,
Mr. Review,
B.T. Express,
Archie Shepp,
Massinfluence,
Grey Daturas,
Rapeman,
Piero Umiliani,
Janne Schatter,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Robert Hood,
ABC,
The Cure,
Scrapy,
Moss Icon,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Lynne,
Pagans,
La Düsseldorf,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Music Machine,
Rakim,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Martian,
Soulsonic Force,
Curtis Mayfield,
the Slits,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Nick Fraelich,
A Certain Ratio,
Cameo,
The Sound,
Q and Not U,
Davy DMX,
Dual Sessions,
Lower 48,
Wings,
The Electric Prunes,
Ohio Players,
Funkadelic,
Sexual Harrassment,
Brick,
Rotary Connection,
DNA,
Barry Ungar,
Rod Modell,
The Vogues,
Vainqueur,
Chris & Cosey,
Ten City,
Gang of Four,
Arcadia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brass Construction,
Groovy Waters,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.