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 Zimbabwe and from Seoul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rekid to the grunge 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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Girls At Our Best!,
One Last Wish,
Severed Heads,
Stetsasonic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Albert Ayler,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Alarm Clocks,
Michelle Simonal,
Popol Vuh,
Hoover,
cv313,
Heaven 17,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Funkadelic,
Ten City,
The Moleskins,
Clear Light,
Metal Thangz,
Jimmy McGriff,
8 Eyed Spy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Grass Roots,
The Happenings,
Letta Mbulu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Supertramp,
X-101,
Piero Umiliani,
Zapp,
The Busters,
The Flesh Eaters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Section 25,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Cowsills,
Dawn Penn,
Public Enemy,
Darondo,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
The Sound,
The Gladiators,
Minnie Riperton,
Basic Channel,
Khruangbin,
Inner City,
Crispy Ambulance,
Whodini,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Prince Buster,
a-ha,
The Fire Engines,
Pierre Henry,
Monolake,
Quando Quango,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sight & Sound,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.