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 Romania 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joyce Sims,
Main Source,
Kool Moe Dee,
Gang of Four,
Cluster,
KRS-One,
Rotary Connection,
Tears for Fears,
Mo-Dettes,
China Crisis,
Sun City Girls,
The Real Kids,
June of 44,
Eric Dolphy,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Q and Not U,
Minutemen,
Grey Daturas,
Magma,
Alice Coltrane,
Pierre Henry,
Rekid,
Dennis Brown,
Intrusion,
the Slits,
Japan,
Visage,
The Invisible,
Crime,
Davy DMX,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sam Rivers,
B.T. Express,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
cv313,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lalann,
kango's stein massive,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Talk Talk,
Scott Walker,
Kayak,
FM Einheit,
Graham Central Station,
The Count Five,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Reuben Wilson,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Velvet Underground,
Hardrive,
Smog,
Bobby Sherman,
Freddie Wadling,
Absolute Body Control,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Evens, The Evens, The Evens, The Evens.
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.