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 Brazil and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ 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 Warren Ellis to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Laurel Aitken,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soulsonic Force,
The Count Five,
Dennis Brown,
The Last Poets,
Outsiders,
Spandau Ballet,
John Coltrane,
Lakeside,
Nils Olav,
Trumans Water,
The Buckinghams,
Gil Scott Heron,
Quando Quango,
Surgeon,
Roxy Music,
The Sound,
48th St. Collective,
Brand Nubian,
Marine Girls,
Mo-Dettes,
Zero Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nico,
Moebius,
the Slits,
The Dead C,
James White and The Blacks,
LL Cool J,
Jacques Brel,
The Happenings,
Marcia Griffiths,
Matthew Bourne,
Janne Schatter,
Pantytec,
X-Ray Spex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Radiohead,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Agent Orange,
Grey Daturas,
Mandrill,
The Doobie Brothers,
Icehouse,
Maleditus Sound,
Stereo Dub,
Hardrive,
Tommy Roe,
Andrew Hill,
Junior Murvin,
Don Cherry,
Audionom,
Scion,
Anthony Braxton,
Davy DMX,
Rekid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.