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 Indonesia and from Portland.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Swell Maps to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Vogues,
Godley & Creme,
Alton Ellis,
Isaac Hayes,
Oneida,
Sixth Finger,
Hot Snakes,
Warren Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
James White and The Blacks,
Cecil Taylor,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Wyatt,
Donny Hathaway,
Joy Division,
The Five Americans,
Lungfish,
Roxy Music,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Black Dice,
The Golliwogs,
Davy DMX,
Excepter,
Ten City,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rod Modell,
Anthony Braxton,
Rufus Thomas,
The Stooges,
Interpol,
Clear Light,
The Modern Lovers,
Icehouse,
Spoonie Gee,
Bronski Beat,
Suicide,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Susan Cadogan,
Fela Kuti,
Babytalk,
Flash Fearless,
June of 44,
The Invisible,
Marine Girls,
Amon Düül,
Mars,
Iggy Pop,
Quando Quango,
The Star Department,
Severed Heads,
Quadrant,
Tres Demented,
The Grass Roots,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Mojo Men,
Sun Ra,
The Standells,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.