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 Turkey and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kinks to the rock 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pagans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Circle Jerks,
Silicon Teens,
Symarip,
Mad Mike,
8 Eyed Spy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Crispy Ambulance,
PIL,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Gories,
Easy Going,
Fatback Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Porter Ricks,
Public Enemy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Saints,
Infiniti,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Sound,
John Coltrane,
The Count Five,
Drexciya,
Bauhaus,
Roy Ayers,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Radiopuhelimet,
Man Parrish,
Andrew Hill,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Five Americans,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Banda Bassotti,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Q and Not U,
Eli Mardock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Grey Daturas,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men,
Sarah Menescal,
The Red Krayola,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Blake Baxter,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Names,
Bobby Byrd,
Laurel Aitken,
New Age Steppers,
Peter and Kerry,
Lou Reed,
Talk Talk,
Youth Brigade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bush Tetras,
Moebius,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.