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 Macedonia and from Columbus.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Brothers Johnson to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Al Stewart tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacob Miller record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Scrapy,
Eric Dolphy,
Juan Atkins,
The Fugs,
Tom Boy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tommy Roe,
Loose Ends,
Derrick May,
Terry Callier,
Gregory Isaacs,
Don Cherry,
Warsaw,
Johnny Clarke,
Flash Fearless,
The United States of America,
Spoonie Gee,
the Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Lou Christie,
Sight & Sound,
David Axelrod,
Basic Channel,
Y Pants,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
Swell Maps,
Soft Machine,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gang Green,
ABBA,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bluetip,
Neil Young,
La Düsseldorf,
Dennis Brown,
Young Marble Giants,
Porter Ricks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bootsy Collins,
The Trojans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cure,
Goldenarms,
Oblivians,
Tim Buckley,
The Modern Lovers,
Roxy Music,
Archie Shepp,
Infiniti,
DJ Sneak,
Sandy B,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers,
Charles Mingus,
Robert Hood,
Laurel Aitken,
Circle Jerks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.