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 Cameroon and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peter & Gordon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
X-102,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Smooth,
The Buckinghams,
Nick Fraelich,
The Knickerbockers,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
Public Enemy,
Funkadelic,
Lyres,
The Monks,
Swans,
Moby Grape,
Terrestrial Tones,
Black Sheep,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Coltrane,
Joy Division,
Gichy Dan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
AZ,
Jeff Lynne,
U.S. Maple,
Soft Machine,
The Vogues,
The Gories,
The Music Machine,
T.S.O.L.,
Chris Corsano,
Hot Snakes,
Babytalk,
Boredoms,
Swell Maps,
Crash Course in Science,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shuggie Otis,
Bill Near,
The Victims,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sarah Menescal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Michelle Simonal,
Skarface,
Model 500,
Silicon Teens,
Motorama,
Ralphi Rosario,
Lakeside,
Radiohead,
Cheater Slicks,
Animal Collective,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rosa Yemen,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.