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 Comoros and from Lille.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amazonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oblivians,
Lalo Schifrin,
Qualms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Five Americans,
Groovy Waters,
X-102,
Pantaleimon,
Symarip,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Normal,
The Fuzztones,
Bang On A Can,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bauhaus,
Rekid,
Max Romeo,
Danielle Patucci,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Lakeside,
Godley & Creme,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Dead Boys,
Michelle Simonal,
The Litter,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Germs,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Red Krayola,
Icehouse,
Ossler,
Sugar Minott,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Kinks,
Spandau Ballet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Smiths,
Radiopuhelimet,
Second Layer,
Rod Modell,
The Neon Judgement,
Livin' Joy,
Can,
Alphaville,
Dark Day,
Freddie Wadling,
Delon & Dalcan,
Babytalk,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marc Almond,
Flipper,
Hashim,
The Pop Group,
James White and The Blacks,
Eden Ahbez,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Terrestrial Tones,
Hardrive,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.