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 Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the grime 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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alphaville,
Popol Vuh,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Toasters,
Sparks,
The Smiths,
Scientists,
JFA,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Piero Umiliani,
Public Enemy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fear,
Aaron Thompson,
Marc Almond,
Wasted Youth,
Janne Schatter,
Ice-T,
Lucky Dragons,
Country Teasers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Y Pants,
The Five Americans,
Brick,
the Swans,
The Fugs,
Funkadelic,
Delon & Dalcan,
Das Ding,
Erasure,
Mark Hollis,
The Mojo Men,
The Moody Blues,
John Holt,
Ronan,
Soul II Soul,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun City Girls,
Marmalade,
Sandy B,
Quantec,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Smoke,
Tommy Roe,
Banda Bassotti,
New Age Steppers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul Sonic Force,
Donald Byrd,
the Association,
Boredoms,
Jeff Lynne,
Soft Machine,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.