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 Estonia and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 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 Letta Mbulu to the jazz 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 Barclay James Harvest. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Basic Channel,
Country Teasers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
LL Cool J,
Sixth Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
Spandau Ballet,
Nas,
Andrew Hill,
Radio Birdman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Donald Byrd,
Cybotron,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mummies,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Halsall,
June of 44,
Tomorrow,
China Crisis,
Crooked Eye,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
The Electric Prunes,
kango's stein massive,
Colin Newman,
Clear Light,
Erykah Badu,
Franke,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moby Grape,
Pere Ubu,
Sound Behaviour,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Alphaville,
The Wake,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jacques Brel,
Parry Music,
Babytalk,
Mo-Dettes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric Copeland,
Blancmange,
Godley & Creme,
Connie Case,
Minor Threat,
The Moody Blues,
Barry Ungar,
Scan 7,
Deakin,
T.S.O.L.,
Derrick Morgan,
H. Thieme,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Grey Daturas,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Golliwogs,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maurizio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.