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 Thailand and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 It's A Beautiful Day 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Royal Trux,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Cowsills,
Rites of Spring,
June Days,
Banda Bassotti,
Leonard Cohen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ronan,
The Walker Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Danielle Patucci,
Dead Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Alphaville,
Interpol,
Boz Scaggs,
The Grass Roots,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Bang On A Can,
The Move,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Sonics,
Joe Smooth,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Electric Prunes,
Chris Corsano,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-102,
Dual Sessions,
Radiohead,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kas Product,
Yazoo,
Mandrill,
The Gories,
Pharoah Sanders,
Altered Images,
U.S. Maple,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Last Poets,
The Modern Lovers,
Procol Harum,
Derrick Morgan,
Depeche Mode,
Flipper,
John Holt,
Roxy Music,
The Invisible,
Outsiders,
Rakim,
Glenn Branca,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.