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 Afghanistan and from Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 John Coltrane to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Liliput,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Radio Birdman,
Babytalk,
Basic Channel,
The Mummies,
Brand Nubian,
Yazoo,
Rekid,
Y Pants,
Make Up,
Lalann,
Buzzcocks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grauzone,
Marvin Gaye,
Bobby Sherman,
Bob Dylan,
La Düsseldorf,
Visage,
10cc,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mojo Men,
Man Eating Sloth,
Television Personalities,
Organ,
Theoretical Girls,
The Gories,
Scan 7,
Morten Harket,
Stiv Bators,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Moleskins,
Pharoah Sanders,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Happenings,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Hill,
Tres Demented,
Carl Craig,
The United States of America,
The Monks,
Oneida,
Peter & Gordon,
Dead Boys,
Deepchord,
The Invisible,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Stereo Dub,
Oblivians,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amazonics,
Archie Shepp,
DJ Sneak,
The Techniques,
Man Parrish,
Kayak,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.