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 Papua New Guinea and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Liaisons Dangereuses to the funk 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magazine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Man Parrish,
FM Einheit,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Prince Buster,
Toni Rubio,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Moody Blues,
Babytalk,
Archie Shepp,
Trumans Water,
Susan Cadogan,
Brass Construction,
Flamin' Groovies,
Quadrant,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Pole,
Rosa Yemen,
Gong,
Matthew Halsall,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blues Magoos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Evens,
EPMD,
the Normal,
Joy Division,
Grandmaster Flash,
Easy Going,
Silicon Teens,
Black Pus,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sixth Finger,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gun Club,
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Black Moon,
Liliput,
Arthur Verocai,
Deakin,
Dennis Brown,
Anakelly,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Robert Görl,
Maleditus Sound,
Section 25,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Electric Prunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Gil Scott Heron,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye, Crooked Eye.
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.