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 Madagascar and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Chrome record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Minutemen,
Dark Day,
Hardrive,
Smog,
China Crisis,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kenny Larkin,
Lyres,
Talk Talk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Youth Brigade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Guru Guru,
Procol Harum,
Average White Band,
Funkadelic,
Tomorrow,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
The Standells,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
T. Rex,
Silicon Teens,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Knickerbockers,
Schoolly D,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visage,
Trumans Water,
June of 44,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Slave,
Roxette,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Lightning Bolt,
Ohio Players,
DJ Sneak,
Half Japanese,
The Tremeloes,
New Age Steppers,
Vladislav Delay,
Adolescents,
Pere Ubu,
Oblivians,
Prince Buster,
John Holt,
Fluxion,
Bronski Beat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Frankie Knuckles,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers,
The Leaves,
David Axelrod,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.