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 Papua New Guinea and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the marimba 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 Icehouse to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sandy B tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
The Star Department,
Judy Mowatt,
Ossler,
Bluetip,
Amon Düül II,
Joyce Sims,
La Düsseldorf,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dead C,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Scion,
The Neon Judgement,
Joensuu 1685,
Funkadelic,
Dual Sessions,
Tim Buckley,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alice Coltrane,
Rosa Yemen,
Donny Hathaway,
Mad Mike,
Zapp,
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
Kool Moe Dee,
Eddi Front,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Television Personalities,
One Last Wish,
Rod Modell,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Boz Scaggs,
Camouflage,
Quantec,
Bobby Byrd,
Soul II Soul,
The Human League,
The Monochrome Set,
Mark Hollis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gong,
Brothers Johnson,
Toni Rubio,
Camberwell Now,
The Remains,
Model 500,
Boogie Down Productions,
Youth Brigade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joey Negro,
Robert Görl,
The Associates,
Crime,
The Electric Prunes,
Intrusion,
Sly & The Family Stone,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.