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 Honduras and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lou Reed to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fatback Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s 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 Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Isaac Hayes,
Schoolly D,
Echospace,
Drexciya,
Underground Resistance,
Funkadelic,
The Buckinghams,
Dawn Penn,
The Residents,
The Neon Judgement,
Chris Corsano,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Grass Roots,
Cybotron,
Roger Hodgson,
Joey Negro,
June Days,
Second Layer,
Japan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Al Stewart,
Eric Copeland,
Newcleus,
Parry Music,
Section 25,
The Barracudas,
Can,
Das Ding,
The Moleskins,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Sonics,
Pole,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arcadia,
Zero Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Golliwogs,
New Order,
H. Thieme,
Frankie Knuckles,
Popol Vuh,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gang Green,
Radiopuhelimet,
Man Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Faraquet,
KRS-One,
the Human League,
Siglo XX,
the Sonics,
Supertramp,
This Heat,
ABC,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stiv Bators,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.