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 Kiribati and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Peter & Gordon to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
This Heat,
Frankie Knuckles,
Howard Jones,
Agitation Free,
Wire,
Audionom,
In Retrospect,
The Gap Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Panda Bear,
Pagans,
Funkadelic,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Slits,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bizarre Inc.,
X-Ray Spex,
New Age Steppers,
Bobby Sherman,
Junior Murvin,
Negative Approach,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ponytail,
Eric Dolphy,
Sun City Girls,
the Association,
Malaria!,
Tubeway Army,
Idris Muhammad,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
Soul II Soul,
The Blues Magoos,
Accadde A,
June of 44,
The Vogues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
Lightning Bolt,
Easy Going,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pere Ubu,
The Mummies,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gories,
The Index,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Boredoms,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Fluxion,
Newcleus,
Neil Young,
Rakim,
H. Thieme,
Joe Smooth,
Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer, Second Layer.
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.