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 Saudi Arabia and from Cairo.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Harmonia to the funk 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 Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonic Youth,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Christie,
Amon Düül II,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Minny Pops,
Alton Ellis,
Minor Threat,
UT,
Black Sheep,
Juan Atkins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kerri Chandler,
Lindisfarne,
The Dirtbombs,
Infiniti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Human League,
Metal Thangz,
Cymande,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Susan Cadogan,
Gichy Dan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Urselle,
The Five Americans,
Boz Scaggs,
Newcleus,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grandmaster Flash,
Gang of Four,
The Move,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Maleditus Sound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Mission of Burma,
Parry Music,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Blancmange,
Sarah Menescal,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Doors,
The Cramps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Curtis Mayfield,
Nirvana,
The American Breed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Groovy Waters,
Tim Buckley,
Drive Like Jehu,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.