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 South Africa and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 organ 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 Lonnie Liston Smith to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Strawberry Alarm Clock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb 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 sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Kenny Larkin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tears for Fears,
Albert Ayler,
Stiv Bators,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Raincoats,
Joe Smooth,
Technova,
Radiopuhelimet,
EPMD,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Dirtbombs,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Henry Cow,
DNA,
Gichy Dan,
Arab on Radar,
Todd Rundgren,
Stereo Dub,
Barry Ungar,
Gang Starr,
Schoolly D,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sparks,
Public Image Ltd.,
a-ha,
Talk Talk,
Boz Scaggs,
the Slits,
The Dead C,
Avey Tare,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dorothy Ashby,
Blossom Toes,
Visage,
Al Stewart,
Deakin,
The Pretty Things,
The Motions,
Arcadia,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minor Threat,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rufus Thomas,
John Coltrane,
Groovy Waters,
The Standells,
Subhumans,
The Happenings,
JFA,
Sandy B,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Maurizio,
The Walker Brothers,
Zapp,
Black Sheep,
Swans,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.