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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Theoretical Girls to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Talk Talk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Accadde A,
Rhythm & Sound,
Deakin,
Gong,
Minutemen,
The Mummies,
Little Man,
Soul Sonic Force,
Brothers Johnson,
Reagan Youth,
Kurtis Blow,
The Real Kids,
The Fire Engines,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Spandau Ballet,
The Raincoats,
Interpol,
Arcadia,
Joyce Sims,
Brand Nubian,
The Modern Lovers,
Sparks,
Johnny Clarke,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Sherman,
Leonard Cohen,
Goldenarms,
Outsiders,
Cluster,
The Slits,
The Cure,
Aural Exciters,
The Black Dice,
James White and The Blacks,
the Association,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Con Funk Shun,
Rosa Yemen,
Man Parrish,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Red Krayola,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Last Poets,
Radiopuhelimet,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
U.S. Maple,
The Fall,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Unwound,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Carl Craig,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Golliwogs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lower 48,
Loose Ends,
Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee, Kool Moe Dee.
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.