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 Benin and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Ronan to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T.S.O.L. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Cal Tjader,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ken Boothe,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick Morgan,
Excepter,
Ornette Coleman,
Magma,
Chris & Cosey,
The Trojans,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Birthday Party,
Rapeman,
The Wake,
kango's stein massive,
Nik Kershaw,
Simply Red,
The Five Americans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zapp,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Evens,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moby Grape,
T.S.O.L.,
New Order,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Smog,
Model 500,
Faust,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Alison Limerick,
10cc,
The Zeros,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Rundgren,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Busters,
Adolescents,
The Angels of Light,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed,
Sight & Sound,
Kas Product,
Lindisfarne,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Echospace,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fat Boys,
Yazoo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Swell Maps,
Underground Resistance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bob Dylan,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.