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 Cyprus and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Brass Construction 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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
The Pretty Things,
These Immortal Souls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bauhaus,
The Doobie Brothers,
Jeff Lynne,
Soft Cell,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Ohio Players,
Animal Collective,
The Alarm Clocks,
Connie Case,
U.S. Maple,
The Moleskins,
X-Ray Spex,
Steve Hackett,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Franke,
Blancmange,
Guru Guru,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
Cameo,
Freddie Wadling,
Kayak,
Anthony Braxton,
Mad Mike,
Public Enemy,
Ossler,
The Fugs,
World's Most,
Crispy Ambulance,
Godley & Creme,
Mars,
Quantec,
Lindisfarne,
Skarface,
Soulsonic Force,
Alphaville,
Tropical Tobacco,
Yusef Lateef,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bad Manners,
Talk Talk,
Eric Copeland,
Nas,
Jimmy McGriff,
Wasted Youth,
Tim Buckley,
Sam Rivers,
Make Up,
The Vogues,
Can,
Lucky Dragons,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Motorama,
La Düsseldorf,
Crash Course in Science,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.