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 Kiribati and from Glasgow.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Connie Case to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oneida,
Sexual Harrassment,
Soft Machine,
ABC,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Roxy Music,
The Mummies,
Scientists,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lebanon Hanover,
Duran Duran,
Faraquet,
The Golliwogs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Vogues,
R.M.O.,
cv313,
Nas,
Derrick May,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Public Image Ltd.,
Pere Ubu,
Donald Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang Green,
Au Pairs,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
John Coltrane,
The J.B.'s,
Funkadelic,
Monks,
Organ,
The Gap Band,
Ituana,
Can,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Germs,
Severed Heads,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Hashim,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
Colin Newman,
AZ,
Terry Callier,
Jerry Gold Smith,
New Order,
Idris Muhammad,
Minor Threat,
Minnie Riperton,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.