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 Russia and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the punk 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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Brick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Aloha Tigers,
Erykah Badu,
James White and The Blacks,
Byron Stingily,
Bad Manners,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kas Product,
Neu!,
Ronan,
ABBA,
Altered Images,
Gang Starr,
The Angels of Light,
Carl Craig,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barry Ungar,
New Age Steppers,
ABC,
Severed Heads,
Kayak,
The Evens,
Minnie Riperton,
Lightning Bolt,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Gap Band,
Aaron Thompson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
AZ,
The Mojo Men,
Kool Moe Dee,
Davy DMX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Michelle Simonal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ralphi Rosario,
H. Thieme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Don Cherry,
Cal Tjader,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rekid,
Infiniti,
Intrusion,
Ten City,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Surgeon,
Mars,
Colin Newman,
LL Cool J,
The Cure,
Echospace,
The Offenders,
The Slackers,
The Velvet Underground,
Slave,
Au Pairs,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon, Beasts of Bourbon.
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.