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 Serbia and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar 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 Duran Duran to the crunk 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 Harry Pussy. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The New Christs 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
The Cure,
New York Dolls,
Lower 48,
The Five Americans,
Goldenarms,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Womack,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Negative Approach,
Bill Near,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lindisfarne,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
L. Decosne,
Pierre Henry,
Gong,
Khruangbin,
The Golliwogs,
LL Cool J,
Surgeon,
Brick,
Jeff Lynne,
Eden Ahbez,
The Kinks,
Heaven 17,
ABC,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Knickerbockers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Vladislav Delay,
The Smoke,
Sexual Harrassment,
Gang Green,
June of 44,
Television Personalities,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Dorothy Ashby,
Quando Quango,
Bob Dylan,
Todd Terry,
Liliput,
T.S.O.L.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sight & Sound,
Godley & Creme,
The New Christs,
Roxy Music,
Minor Threat,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The J.B.'s,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sixth Finger,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
Icehouse,
Janne Schatter,
The Red Krayola,
E-Dancer,
Warsaw,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.