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 Solomon Islands and from Lagos.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Toasters to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Barracudas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Martian,
Ronnie Foster,
T.S.O.L.,
Little Man,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare,
Rod Modell,
The Pretty Things,
a-ha,
Con Funk Shun,
Lungfish,
the Bar-Kays,
The J.B.'s,
Alphaville,
Derrick Morgan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Womack,
Panda Bear,
OOIOO,
Japan,
Chris & Cosey,
UT,
Pantytec,
Ornette Coleman,
Swans,
Silicon Teens,
Throbbing Gristle,
Soft Cell,
This Heat,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Alice Coltrane,
Gong,
Hoover,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jeff Lynne,
Metal Thangz,
Mark Hollis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Zapp,
Cymande,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Shuggie Otis,
Rapeman,
Yazoo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Todd Terry,
Harmonia,
Barry Ungar,
Icehouse,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Slick Rick,
48th St. Collective,
Tim Buckley,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.