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 Ecuador and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Lou Reed & John Cale 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Human League,
Jacob Miller,
E-Dancer,
Quantec,
Talk Talk,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ituana,
Aswad,
Bang On A Can,
Harmonia,
Bush Tetras,
The Moleskins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
Minnie Riperton,
Bob Dylan,
The Pop Group,
Easy Going,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crash Course in Science,
The Index,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soul II Soul,
Eddi Front,
The Litter,
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra,
Sugar Minott,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Drexciya,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Leaves,
The Grass Roots,
Todd Terry,
Bobby Byrd,
The Moody Blues,
Hardrive,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mandrill,
Gong,
Steve Hackett,
Minny Pops,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Evens,
Y Pants,
Maleditus Sound,
Siglo XX,
Lucky Dragons,
Echospace,
Lungfish,
Franke,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Finger,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.