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 Belarus 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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lagos.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Bizarre Inc. to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yusef Lateef,
Boogie Down Productions,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Minutemen,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
The Beau Brummels,
Ten City,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Vainqueur,
Pantytec,
Robert Wyatt,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Moody Blues,
Max Romeo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Associates,
Crash Course in Science,
The Vogues,
Siglo XX,
Slick Rick,
John Cale,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sällskapet,
Trumans Water,
CMW,
Althea and Donna,
JFA,
Johnny Clarke,
Wally Richardson,
Guru Guru,
Agitation Free,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Detroit Cobras,
F. McDonald,
Television,
Desert Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Drive Like Jehu,
MC5,
Delta 5,
The Black Dice,
Sixth Finger,
Soul Sonic Force,
Yaz,
David McCallum,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Modern Lovers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Oblivians,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
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James White and The Blacks,
Youth Brigade,
Spoonie Gee,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.