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 New Zealand and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gong to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Donny Hathaway 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 jazz 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 a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang of Four,
Joe Smooth,
The Fuzztones,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Average White Band,
Skaos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Panda Bear,
Quando Quango,
Vainqueur,
The Skatalites,
Jawbox,
Ituana,
Mantronix,
Ken Boothe,
The Busters,
Pussy Galore,
Monks,
Derrick Morgan,
Fad Gadget,
Massinfluence,
Harmonia,
Ultra Naté,
Derrick May,
Andrew Hill,
UT,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Dead C,
Wings,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Cale,
Kerri Chandler,
The Buckinghams,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joey Negro,
Dawn Penn,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fatback Band,
Technova,
The Invisible,
Rites of Spring,
The Mojo Men,
Anthony Braxton,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Susan Cadogan,
Dark Day,
Television Personalities,
Toni Rubio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sparks,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Depeche Mode,
Spandau Ballet,
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
Gil Scott Heron,
Janne Schatter,
Steve Hackett,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Rundgren,
Kool Moe Dee,
Easy Going,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.