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 Korea North and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Leaves to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Deadbeat,
Slave,
Jimmy McGriff,
Todd Terry,
Hot Snakes,
Susan Cadogan,
The Barracudas,
Desert Stars,
Popol Vuh,
The Cure,
Audionom,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Tres Demented,
Ultravox,
Radiohead,
Ralphi Rosario,
Rhythm & Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barry Ungar,
Crime,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David Axelrod,
The Martian,
The Human League,
Electric Prunes,
Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
The Young Rascals,
Rotary Connection,
Thompson Twins,
Brand Nubian,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Monks,
Big Daddy Kane,
Wire,
Roxy Music,
Bang On A Can,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lightning Bolt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Althea and Donna,
Bill Near,
Jeff Lynne,
Rekid,
Zapp,
Aloha Tigers,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Laurel Aitken,
Cymande,
The Trojans,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cameo,
Rosa Yemen,
Roger Hodgson,
Warsaw,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack, Bobby Womack.
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.