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 Cameroon and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Bobby Hutcherson to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Kinks. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Boogie Down Productions,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grey Daturas,
Suicide,
Pet Shop Boys,
Kayak,
The Slits,
The Gories,
Crime,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Standells,
Smog,
Rhythm & Sound,
Archie Shepp,
The Gun Club,
The Toasters,
Kenny Larkin,
Roger Hodgson,
Fear,
Avey Tare,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Popol Vuh,
PIL,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Glambeats Corp.,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
The Dirtbombs,
New York Dolls,
the Sonics,
Flash Fearless,
Organ,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
Cybotron,
The Gap Band,
The Music Machine,
Sight & Sound,
Morten Harket,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lou Christie,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barry Ungar,
Soul Sonic Force,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hot Snakes,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
DJ Sneak,
KRS-One,
Kool Moe Dee,
Scott Walker,
Iggy Pop,
The Neon Judgement,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marine Girls,
Minutemen,
Bob Dylan,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.