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 Iran and from Columbus.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Mumbai.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 The Fall to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro 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 Red Krayola,
Leonard Cohen,
Mr. Review,
Bush Tetras,
Japan,
Robert Wyatt,
The Fire Engines,
Underground Resistance,
The Litter,
Sugar Minott,
Yellowson,
Swell Maps,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
KRS-One,
Anakelly,
Tomorrow,
Rekid,
Slave,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Moby Grape,
Peter and Kerry,
Circle Jerks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Roxette,
Eli Mardock,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lalann,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rosa Yemen,
Joensuu 1685,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Clear Light,
Grey Daturas,
The Star Department,
The Mojo Men,
The Happenings,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Clarke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Deakin,
Marshall Jefferson,
June of 44,
Sight & Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Cell,
Wolf Eyes,
Radio Birdman,
Model 500,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ultimate Spinach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ice-T,
Suicide,
Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron, Gil Scott Heron.
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.