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 Chad and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dual Sessions to the jazz 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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All Carl Craig tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Thee Headcoats,
Ultra Naté,
Grauzone,
Monolake,
Sun Ra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fela Kuti,
DNA,
Bad Manners,
the Germs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Teasers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Connie Case,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Trumans Water,
Clear Light,
Intrusion,
Deakin,
Kayak,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
Swell Maps,
Moebius,
Lower 48,
Qualms,
Brothers Johnson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
kango's stein massive,
E-Dancer,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Theoretical Girls,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Copeland,
Davy DMX,
Motorama,
Ossler,
Prince Buster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grey Daturas,
The Fortunes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Second Layer,
Blancmange,
Lalann,
Buzzcocks,
Derrick May,
The Gories,
The Golliwogs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Busters,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pussy Galore,
The Fugs,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lucky Dragons,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.