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 Georgia and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Ten City to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Radio Birdman,
Wolf Eyes,
Quando Quango,
Lalann,
Minnie Riperton,
Cluster,
Eddi Front,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Pierre Henry,
Dark Day,
Stiv Bators,
Byron Stingily,
Sixth Finger,
Harry Pussy,
Graham Central Station,
The Happenings,
The Skatalites,
The Five Americans,
A Certain Ratio,
Delta 5,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
MC5,
World's Most,
Pylon,
Rekid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Joey Negro,
Rotary Connection,
Babytalk,
Howard Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Das Ding,
Piero Umiliani,
Sugar Minott,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Crooked Eye,
Young Marble Giants,
The Music Machine,
Franke,
10cc,
Marc Almond,
Bang On A Can,
Maleditus Sound,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Vogues,
Clear Light,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Oblivians,
Talk Talk,
Jacob Miller,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Motorama,
Jandek,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Moon,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.