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 Greece and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 marimba 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 Fad Gadget to the jazz 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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerri Chandler,
Scott Walker,
DJ Sneak,
Fatback Band,
Second Layer,
Lakeside,
Quando Quango,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Harpers Bizarre,
Lou Reed,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alphaville,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lightning Bolt,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Essential Logic,
Whodini,
Barry Ungar,
Franke,
Faraquet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gabor Szabo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Groovy Waters,
Monks,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Count Five,
Skaos,
Vainqueur,
Ludus,
Crooked Eye,
Television Personalities,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Starr,
Mary Jane Girls,
Brass Construction,
Sugar Minott,
Soulsonic Force,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Doobie Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Kinks,
Pulsallama,
Nico,
The Leaves,
the Fania All-Stars,
Stereo Dub,
The Slackers,
Skarface,
Mark Hollis,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
B.T. Express,
The Last Poets,
Boredoms,
Pere Ubu,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.