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 Jamaica and from Johannesburg.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Procol Harum to the electroclash 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 Heavy D & The Boyz. All the underground hits.
All Unwound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Fall,
Cecil Taylor,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Fatback Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Clear Light,
The Toasters,
Alton Ellis,
Magazine,
Masters at Work,
Panda Bear,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Barracudas,
Blossom Toes,
the Association,
Tears for Fears,
JFA,
Charles Mingus,
a-ha,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
David Bowie,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Altered Images,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pere Ubu,
Aswad,
John Foxx,
Skarface,
Gang Gang Dance,
Monolake,
Second Layer,
Excepter,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Boz Scaggs,
X-102,
The Pop Group,
UT,
Jandek,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scratch Acid,
The Tremeloes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wings,
Joy Division,
The Evens,
John Coltrane,
Pantaleimon,
Urselle,
Graham Central Station,
Slave,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barclay James Harvest,
Babytalk,
The Remains,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Cameo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.