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 Italy and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 linndrum 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 Brothers Johnson 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pet Shop Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Barracudas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Amon Düül,
Scrapy,
Electric Prunes,
Accadde A,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Oblivians,
Lee Hazlewood,
Metal Thangz,
Oneida,
Funkadelic,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Index,
Neil Young,
Barbara Tucker,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Chris Corsano,
Stockholm Monsters,
Goldenarms,
Warsaw,
Lower 48,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Victims,
The Star Department,
Brothers Johnson,
CMW,
The Red Krayola,
Panda Bear,
Nick Fraelich,
Brick,
Prince Buster,
The Slackers,
Derrick Morgan,
Massinfluence,
Ultravox,
OOIOO,
Aswad,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Television,
ABC,
The Remains,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed,
The Gun Club,
The Stooges,
Robert Görl,
Sam Rivers,
Inner City,
Camberwell Now,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eden Ahbez,
Bootsy Collins,
Jeff Lynne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Make Up,
Bobby Womack,
Mandrill,
The Trojans,
Erykah Badu,
Joyce Sims,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.