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 Malaysia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 & Metallica to the crunk 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sisters of Mercy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nico,
Camberwell Now,
The Raincoats,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rosa Yemen,
Sixth Finger,
Kerri Chandler,
The Red Krayola,
Deadbeat,
The Knickerbockers,
a-ha,
Derrick Morgan,
The Smoke,
Radiopuhelimet,
Stetsasonic,
Unrelated Segments,
Average White Band,
H. Thieme,
Talk Talk,
Swell Maps,
John Cale,
Subhumans,
Brick,
Rites of Spring,
Nils Olav,
Amon Düül,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Theoretical Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Parry Music,
Crooked Eye,
Juan Atkins,
Neu!,
The United States of America,
Alice Coltrane,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Dead C,
Supertramp,
Scott Walker,
Pantytec,
Neil Young,
Infiniti,
Minny Pops,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Marmalade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Skatalites,
Tears for Fears,
Pierre Henry,
Black Bananas,
The Barracudas,
Porter Ricks,
Todd Rundgren,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.