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 Niger and from Glasgow.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Techniques to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Charles Mingus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Fugazi,
Country Teasers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Maurizio,
The Move,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Fortunes,
The Dead C,
Angry Samoans,
Jawbox,
Black Bananas,
Marmalade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Alphaville,
FM Einheit,
Rekid,
The New Christs,
Depeche Mode,
Scrapy,
Funky Four + One,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crooked Eye,
Letta Mbulu,
Los Fastidios,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Barracudas,
Skaos,
Guru Guru,
Nils Olav,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sam Rivers,
Gong,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
Magma,
Silicon Teens,
EPMD,
Moebius,
Fat Boys,
AZ,
Tom Boy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Electric Prunes,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
Colin Newman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deadbeat,
The Index,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Aswad,
Matthew Bourne,
The Birthday Party,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.