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 Mauritius and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud to the funk 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eli Mardock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drexciya,
Black Bananas,
Unwound,
Rufus Thomas,
Ituana,
Adolescents,
Jerry's Kids,
Con Funk Shun,
Aswad,
Nas,
Lebanon Hanover,
Urselle,
Barclay James Harvest,
Average White Band,
Pulsallama,
Roger Hodgson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Swell Maps,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Monks,
Essential Logic,
Albert Ayler,
Hoover,
Basic Channel,
Joy Division,
Nik Kershaw,
Wally Richardson,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lakeside,
Nick Fraelich,
Deepchord,
The Zeros,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
CMW,
The Pop Group,
Glambeats Corp.,
Trumans Water,
The Tremeloes,
kango's stein massive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Panda Bear,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül,
Lungfish,
Blossom Toes,
Matthew Bourne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Loose Ends,
The Happenings,
Jeff Lynne,
Fluxion,
Crime,
New Age Steppers,
The Count Five,
Aloha Tigers,
Masters at Work,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.