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 Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Isaac Hayes to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
Cal Tjader,
10cc,
Gang Gang Dance,
Zero Boys,
the Normal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kerri Chandler,
Fatback Band,
Interpol,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Wake,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kas Product,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Finger,
Pantaleimon,
A Certain Ratio,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The J.B.'s,
Fear,
In Retrospect,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Talk Talk,
Technova,
The Gories,
Delon & Dalcan,
Reuben Wilson,
Camberwell Now,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jacob Miller,
Boredoms,
Scott Walker,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Angry Samoans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Urselle,
Gabor Szabo,
The Smiths,
Bill Wells,
Average White Band,
John Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
U.S. Maple,
Deakin,
Josef K,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Radiopuhelimet,
Shoche,
Iggy Pop,
Sixth Finger,
Blake Baxter,
Barrington Levy,
Junior Murvin,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.