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 Armenia and from Philadelphia.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Curtis Mayfield 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Electric Prunes,
Siglo XX,
Gang Green,
Wire,
The Red Krayola,
The Pop Group,
Pussy Galore,
Easy Going,
Boredoms,
Japan,
Black Flag,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Mantronix,
Godley & Creme,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Eden Ahbez,
Tears for Fears,
The Music Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Procol Harum,
The Cure,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Mad Mike,
Letta Mbulu,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Faraquet,
Stiv Bators,
MDC,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Swans,
Tubeway Army,
Ponytail,
Soft Machine,
Intrusion,
Throbbing Gristle,
Junior Murvin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tres Demented,
Dual Sessions,
The Slackers,
Parry Music,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Technova,
Max Romeo,
the Soft Cell,
The Zeros,
The Cowsills,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Loose Ends,
a-ha,
Negative Approach,
Toni Rubio,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.