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 Ghana and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Maurizio to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Isaac Hayes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dennis Brown record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Camouflage,
The Trojans,
The Doors,
Godley & Creme,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barry Ungar,
Rekid,
Motorama,
Sparks,
48th St. Collective,
Television Personalities,
Accadde A,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Icehouse,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ohio Players,
Amazonics,
Rod Modell,
Animal Collective,
The Litter,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris & Cosey,
Yaz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Qualms,
Eli Mardock,
Donny Hathaway,
Boogie Down Productions,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Harry Pussy,
Steve Hackett,
Agent Orange,
Underground Resistance,
Grey Daturas,
T. Rex,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Techniques,
Fatback Band,
Black Pus,
The Index,
Joy Division,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Supertramp,
The Busters,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Patti Smith,
Rapeman,
Yusef Lateef,
Hashim,
UT,
Soft Machine,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suicide,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jacques Brel,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Slave,
MC5,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
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.