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 Portugal and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 David Bowie 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 the Sonics to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Christie,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MC5,
Gabor Szabo,
Robert Görl,
Section 25,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
China Crisis,
Soulsonic Force,
Simply Red,
Niagra,
Ronan,
The Divine Comedy,
Eve St. Jones,
The Pop Group,
Severed Heads,
Zero Boys,
John Coltrane,
Procol Harum,
Duran Duran,
R.M.O.,
In Retrospect,
John Cale,
Black Sheep,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bobby Womack,
Index,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Donald Byrd,
Symarip,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nas,
Roy Ayers,
Chris & Cosey,
U.S. Maple,
Jawbox,
Pagans,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pretty Things,
Ornette Coleman,
Tommy Roe,
Mission of Burma,
Liliput,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeff Mills,
Aural Exciters,
Franke,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slave,
Warren Ellis,
Brand Nubian,
Freddie Wadling,
Roxette,
Wasted Youth,
Gil Scott Heron,
Television,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nils Olav,
Tim Buckley,
The Buckinghams,
Johnny Osbourne,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.