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 South Africa and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Edmonton.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Divine Comedy to the grime 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All John Foxx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
F. McDonald,
Camouflage,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fugazi,
These Immortal Souls,
Chris Corsano,
Avey Tare,
Franke,
10cc,
The Fall,
The Skatalites,
Drive Like Jehu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rufus Thomas,
Ronnie Foster,
Pierre Henry,
The Beau Brummels,
Silicon Teens,
The Remains,
Model 500,
Urselle,
Ponytail,
Nation of Ulysses,
Cluster,
The Seeds,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
Arab on Radar,
Fear,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bill Wells,
Section 25,
Sun City Girls,
Flash Fearless,
Marc Almond,
Roxy Music,
Adolescents,
Interpol,
The Techniques,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Golliwogs,
Crispian St. Peters,
Curtis Mayfield,
Yellowson,
H. Thieme,
Cymande,
Bluetip,
Gerry Rafferty,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magma,
Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller, Jacob Miller.
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.