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 Slovenia 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer 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 Ultimate Spinach to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Negative Approach,
Black Sheep,
Bobby Sherman,
Dave Gahan,
Pagans,
Derrick May,
Stetsasonic,
Hoover,
The Young Rascals,
June Days,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pantytec,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sexual Harrassment,
Carl Craig,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soul II Soul,
Young Marble Giants,
the Germs,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amazonics,
Amon Düül,
Kenny Larkin,
The Vogues,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gerry Rafferty,
EPMD,
Lungfish,
Talk Talk,
Rufus Thomas,
Motorama,
Spandau Ballet,
The Offenders,
Hashim,
Massinfluence,
Danielle Patucci,
Barclay James Harvest,
David Axelrod,
Lucky Dragons,
Blake Baxter,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans,
Monks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Slick Rick,
Eurythmics,
Lower 48,
The Durutti Column,
Dead Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doors,
Nas,
Sällskapet,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sam Rivers,
Eli Mardock,
Reagan Youth,
Infiniti,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Siglo XX,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.