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 Hungary and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 chamberlin 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 Altered Images 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harry Pussy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Piero Umiliani,
Severed Heads,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Janne Schatter,
Subhumans,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Funkadelic,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tim Buckley,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Electric Prunes,
Dark Day,
Eric Dolphy,
Underground Resistance,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pussy Galore,
Roger Hodgson,
Magma,
Accadde A,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amazonics,
The Birthday Party,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Fuzztones,
Marmalade,
Simply Red,
Sight & Sound,
Metal Thangz,
Patti Smith,
The Black Dice,
Donny Hathaway,
Masters at Work,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television,
The Sonics,
Pagans,
Archie Shepp,
Can,
Moebius,
Black Flag,
The Searchers,
Little Man,
Wire,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Offenders,
The Mojo Men,
Average White Band,
Cameo,
Joensuu 1685,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Wings,
Ralphi Rosario,
Cybotron,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.