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 Oman and from Accra.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Beijing.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All The Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mars,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radio Birdman,
James White and The Blacks,
Moss Icon,
Soulsonic Force,
Toni Rubio,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
LL Cool J,
Yellowson,
Aural Exciters,
Ronan,
Amon Düül,
UT,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Sheep,
Juan Atkins,
Howard Jones,
Guru Guru,
The Fall,
Robert Görl,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Moleskins,
Agent Orange,
Minny Pops,
The Pretty Things,
Kayak,
Outsiders,
Davy DMX,
Derrick May,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Harmonia,
Inner City,
Scientists,
The Wake,
Arthur Verocai,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Siglo XX,
Sixth Finger,
Lakeside,
Jeff Lynne,
Joy Division,
The Human League,
Harpers Bizarre,
Leonard Cohen,
The Zeros,
The Names,
The Vogues,
Marvin Gaye,
Dennis Brown,
Parry Music,
Brothers Johnson,
Charles Mingus,
Susan Cadogan,
The Buckinghams,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aswad,
Procol Harum,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.