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 Dominica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jimmy McGriff to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every R.M.O. 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
Supertramp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flash Fearless,
The Fire Engines,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Niagra,
Alton Ellis,
Faraquet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Moss Icon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Massinfluence,
Camberwell Now,
Heaven 17,
Deadbeat,
The Happenings,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
New Order,
Blancmange,
Crash Course in Science,
Tim Buckley,
Ronnie Foster,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Womack,
This Heat,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Subhumans,
Con Funk Shun,
The Blackbyrds,
Yusef Lateef,
The Black Dice,
Patti Smith,
Black Flag,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bob Dylan,
David McCallum,
Parry Music,
Sixth Finger,
Smog,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Mummies,
Urselle,
Sound Behaviour,
Little Man,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tommy Roe,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Guru Guru,
Grauzone,
Juan Atkins,
Althea and Donna,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Kinks,
The Residents,
Yaz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.