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 Taiwan and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Das Ding to the grunge 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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
Nation of Ulysses,
Amon Düül II,
the Germs,
Adolescents,
The Tremeloes,
Simply Red,
World's Most,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Sheep,
Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Sandy B,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Young Rascals,
New Order,
Masters at Work,
Y Pants,
Joey Negro,
Public Enemy,
The Pretty Things,
OOIOO,
Gang Starr,
Terry Callier,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roy Ayers,
Derrick Morgan,
Shuggie Otis,
Brothers Johnson,
Jacques Brel,
June Days,
The Fugs,
The American Breed,
The Flesh Eaters,
Organ,
The Seeds,
Nils Olav,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dark Day,
The Dirtbombs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Chris & Cosey,
CMW,
Sex Pistols,
Pylon,
Alice Coltrane,
Eden Ahbez,
Warsaw,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
B.T. Express,
Grauzone,
The Durutti Column,
The Names,
The Techniques,
Gregory Isaacs,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.