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 Qatar 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Godley & Creme to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Stetsasonic,
Das Ding,
The Barracudas,
Joey Negro,
The Mighty Diamonds,
48th St. Collective,
Brothers Johnson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
John Coltrane,
Cameo,
Radiohead,
MDC,
Thompson Twins,
The Slits,
The Electric Prunes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Invisible,
The Leaves,
Harmonia,
cv313,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Nico,
This Heat,
The Divine Comedy,
Deadbeat,
Chrome,
Godley & Creme,
Tres Demented,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blancmange,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television Personalities,
Funkadelic,
The Last Poets,
Ponytail,
China Crisis,
Tommy Roe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Severed Heads,
Theoretical Girls,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Massinfluence,
Robert Görl,
a-ha,
Goldenarms,
Jeru the Damaja,
Supertramp,
The Kinks,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiopuhelimet,
Maleditus Sound,
The Slackers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bang On A Can,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.