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 Morocco and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Bad Manners to the techno 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 The Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Das Ding record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
The Dead C,
Circle Jerks,
Youth Brigade,
Second Layer,
Freddie Wadling,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
a-ha,
Idris Muhammad,
Lakeside,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jeff Lynne,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kayak,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Moebius,
Bobby Womack,
The Saints,
Gabor Szabo,
Reagan Youth,
Josef K,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
Barrington Levy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Bronski Beat,
Blake Baxter,
The Associates,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fire Engines,
Country Joe & The Fish,
L. Decosne,
Sparks,
The Index,
Grey Daturas,
ABC,
The Sisters of Mercy,
10cc,
Flash Fearless,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Alphaville,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Big Daddy Kane,
MDC,
Boz Scaggs,
Girls At Our Best!,
Swans,
Livin' Joy,
Cal Tjader,
Aural Exciters,
Tres Demented,
Deepchord,
Rekid,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül II,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.