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 Bolivia and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 MDC to the dance 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 Absolute Body Control. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marc Almond,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Buckinghams,
Interpol,
The Techniques,
Davy DMX,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Patti Smith,
The Monks,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sam Rivers,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry's Kids,
Minny Pops,
The Sisters of Mercy,
the Germs,
Massinfluence,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Axelrod,
L. Decosne,
Sällskapet,
The Trojans,
Iggy Pop,
Flipper,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Motions,
Dorothy Ashby,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tomorrow,
Henry Cow,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rapeman,
Parry Music,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Residents,
Essential Logic,
Unrelated Segments,
Quantec,
Black Pus,
Glenn Branca,
Soft Machine,
Alphaville,
DJ Style,
Eve St. Jones,
Metal Thangz,
Donald Byrd,
Reagan Youth,
The Durutti Column,
John Coltrane,
The United States of America,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
Bobby Womack,
Pussy Galore,
Ultravox,
Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One, Funky Four + One.
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.