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 Iceland and from Johannesburg.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Strawberry Alarm Clock to the grunge 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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smoke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 clarinet and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Franke,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pole,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sex Pistols,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Index,
Radiohead,
Kenny Larkin,
Gong,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alphaville,
Kurtis Blow,
John Foxx,
The New Christs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Accadde A,
Carl Craig,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang of Four,
DJ Sneak,
Gang Starr,
The Fortunes,
The Cowsills,
The Pop Group,
Fear,
Lindisfarne,
Erykah Badu,
Motorama,
Lungfish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Stooges,
The Black Dice,
Barrington Levy,
Nils Olav,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sound Behaviour,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Skriet,
Radiopuhelimet,
Inner City,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Barry Ungar,
Sixth Finger,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Neu!,
Minutemen,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Monks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Kayak,
Lakeside,
Ten City,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.