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 Tuvalu and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance 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 The Moleskins. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Donny Hathaway,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cluster,
Terrestrial Tones,
Technova,
Roxette,
Glenn Branca,
Ronan,
Eddi Front,
Delon & Dalcan,
Arcadia,
The Barracudas,
the Germs,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Style,
Metal Thangz,
Aaron Thompson,
Fluxion,
Lightning Bolt,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marcia Griffiths,
PIL,
The Flesh Eaters,
Idris Muhammad,
A Certain Ratio,
Groovy Waters,
Darondo,
Theoretical Girls,
Subhumans,
Junior Murvin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
a-ha,
Sarah Menescal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oblivians,
New York Dolls,
Soul II Soul,
Nik Kershaw,
Zero Boys,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Sonics,
Robert Wyatt,
Roxy Music,
The Pretty Things,
Isaac Hayes,
Kool Moe Dee,
Royal Trux,
Connie Case,
Swans,
Qualms,
Zapp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kevin Saunderson,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Birthday Party,
B.T. Express,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.