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 Kuwait and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Slave to the rock 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alphaville record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
EPMD,
Television Personalities,
Babytalk,
Organ,
JFA,
The United States of America,
Public Enemy,
Agitation Free,
Fatback Band,
The Skatalites,
Aaron Thompson,
Erasure,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sister Nancy,
Archie Shepp,
The Fugs,
Ice-T,
Young Marble Giants,
The Seeds,
Vladislav Delay,
Eden Ahbez,
the Association,
ABBA,
Los Fastidios,
Crispian St. Peters,
Iggy Pop,
Duran Duran,
Cameo,
Juan Atkins,
John Foxx,
Echospace,
Stockholm Monsters,
Smog,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Groovy Waters,
Bootsy Collins,
Kurtis Blow,
The Raincoats,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pussy Galore,
The Cramps,
Kas Product,
The Sonics,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ronan,
The Trojans,
Motorama,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sound Behaviour,
The Move,
Peter and Kerry,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Detroit Cobras,
Johnny Clarke,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.