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 Mongolia and from Beijing.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 Mars to the grime 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 F. McDonald. All the underground hits.
All Soft Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
June Days,
The Standells,
Barbara Tucker,
Silicon Teens,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Maleditus Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Ludus,
Traffic Nightmare,
H. Thieme,
Mission of Burma,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Chrome,
Tubeway Army,
Kaleidoscope,
X-102,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Roxy Music,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Can,
Tom Boy,
The Velvet Underground,
Sound Behaviour,
La Düsseldorf,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Anthony Braxton,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kas Product,
Los Fastidios,
Quantec,
Marine Girls,
Delta 5,
The Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
Tomorrow,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Sneak,
Carl Craig,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Electric Prunes,
Sarah Menescal,
B.T. Express,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Moody Blues,
OOIOO,
Warren Ellis,
Gang Starr,
The Blackbyrds,
Eurythmics,
Vladislav Delay,
DNA,
Infiniti,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.