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 Vietnam and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Columbus and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Bizarre Inc. 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 electroclash 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
10cc,
Radiohead,
Bauhaus,
Malaria!,
New Age Steppers,
Quantec,
Bad Manners,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
This Heat,
Technova,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lalann,
Make Up,
Infiniti,
Suicide,
Skriet,
The Fire Engines,
Wings,
Country Teasers,
Pierre Henry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wasted Youth,
Whodini,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Smooth,
Marc Almond,
New Order,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nik Kershaw,
Andrew Hill,
Desert Stars,
Al Stewart,
The Evens,
Von Mondo,
Animal Collective,
JFA,
Youth Brigade,
Eli Mardock,
Josef K,
Kerri Chandler,
Niagra,
The Young Rascals,
Jerry's Kids,
Lungfish,
The Five Americans,
Joensuu 1685,
The Selecter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gong,
Barrington Levy,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
Prince Buster,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Dave Gahan,
Junior Murvin,
CMW,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
Sandy B,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.