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 Sudan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Lou Reed 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cheater Slicks,
One Last Wish,
Adolescents,
Ultimate Spinach,
Franke,
Gong,
Surgeon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Finger,
Swell Maps,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
John Coltrane,
Tubeway Army,
The Vogues,
Faust,
Tim Buckley,
MC5,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Skarface,
Arab on Radar,
Maurizio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nirvana,
Vladislav Delay,
Ossler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Residents,
The Happenings,
Subhumans,
Lalann,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tomorrow,
Heaven 17,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ronnie Foster,
Stiv Bators,
Sight & Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Letta Mbulu,
Jeff Lynne,
The Misunderstood,
Ralphi Rosario,
Wolf Eyes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Normal,
Desert Stars,
Sandy B,
The Seeds,
Eddi Front,
The Cure,
The Mummies,
Sex Pistols,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Graham Central Station,
The Remains,
The Victims,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.