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 Cape Verde and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet 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 Roxy Music to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Schoolly D record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Laurel Aitken,
Kurtis Blow,
Bill Near,
Jandek,
The Slackers,
EPMD,
Rakim,
Sex Pistols,
Half Japanese,
Alice Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Mark Hollis,
Clear Light,
Japan,
The Mummies,
Goldenarms,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Zapp,
Swans,
Barbara Tucker,
Smog,
The Real Kids,
Jimmy McGriff,
Minutemen,
Bronski Beat,
The Moody Blues,
the Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
Shuggie Otis,
Accadde A,
Alphaville,
Delta 5,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Kinks,
The Residents,
The Seeds,
Ohio Players,
Hot Snakes,
Metal Thangz,
Isaac Hayes,
Thompson Twins,
Von Mondo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Agitation Free,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Cramps,
Reuben Wilson,
Mo-Dettes,
The Move,
Morten Harket,
Bauhaus,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lee Hazlewood,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Sonics,
Section 25,
Tom Boy,
Hardrive,
The Moleskins,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, John Cale.
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.