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 Lithuania and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 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 Lakeside to the jazz 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Byrd,
Stiv Bators,
Main Source,
The Star Department,
Sonny Sharrock,
Anthony Braxton,
Yazoo,
Aaron Thompson,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
Pantaleimon,
Mo-Dettes,
Davy DMX,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Soul II Soul,
Darondo,
the Bar-Kays,
Freddie Wadling,
Sight & Sound,
Lightning Bolt,
ABBA,
Alphaville,
Ituana,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mummies,
Joe Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mr. Review,
These Immortal Souls,
The Kinks,
Connie Case,
Graham Central Station,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
Khruangbin,
Brass Construction,
June Days,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
Alison Limerick,
Clear Light,
Robert Hood,
The Slits,
Fat Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Model 500,
The Monks,
World's Most,
Royal Trux,
Skriet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Fela Kuti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
B.T. Express,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.