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 Barbados and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Bronski Beat to the rock 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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Soft Cell,
Black Flag,
Oblivians,
The Gories,
The Blackbyrds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nation of Ulysses,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Neon Judgement,
Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Kurtis Blow,
Vainqueur,
Young Marble Giants,
Judy Mowatt,
Dual Sessions,
Joe Finger,
Gang Green,
John Coltrane,
Barrington Levy,
Arcadia,
Lalo Schifrin,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sugar Minott,
Godley & Creme,
Donald Byrd,
Pantaleimon,
Isaac Hayes,
Joey Negro,
Rapeman,
Delta 5,
Marvin Gaye,
Thompson Twins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Agitation Free,
Ultimate Spinach,
R.M.O.,
Rotary Connection,
Maurizio,
Faraquet,
Lou Christie,
Fugazi,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fuzztones,
Nick Fraelich,
the Fania All-Stars,
Altered Images,
Guru Guru,
The Knickerbockers,
Max Romeo,
Junior Murvin,
Yusef Lateef,
Harmonia,
D'Angelo,
Section 25,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.