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 Burkina and from Toronto.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the 808 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 John Coltrane to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
The Moleskins,
Peter and Kerry,
Radio Birdman,
The Fire Engines,
Albert Ayler,
Joy Division,
The Smiths,
The Music Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Modern Lovers,
Soul II Soul,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lou Reed,
Gichy Dan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Alphaville,
The Motions,
Ronan,
the Human League,
Mantronix,
Organ,
The Happenings,
Jacques Brel,
The Doors,
Audionom,
Bob Dylan,
The Slits,
Black Pus,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
T.S.O.L.,
Max Romeo,
Rekid,
Jimmy McGriff,
Aswad,
Rod Modell,
Fatback Band,
Ultra Naté,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Loose Ends,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bobby Byrd,
Adolescents,
Brand Nubian,
Joensuu 1685,
Tim Buckley,
Bang On A Can,
Supertramp,
Bluetip,
Wasted Youth,
The American Breed,
Warren Ellis,
Magma,
Drive Like Jehu,
the Soft Cell,
Cal Tjader,
Henry Cow,
Dawn Penn,
Chris & Cosey,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
One Last Wish,
Warsaw,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.