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 Kazakhstan and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Mantronix to the rock 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Selector Dub Narcotic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Leaves,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Clear Light,
Skarface,
The Blackbyrds,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Ralphi Rosario,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dead C,
Sparks,
Model 500,
Hashim,
Morten Harket,
Mission of Burma,
Flash Fearless,
Prince Buster,
Harry Pussy,
The Skatalites,
Massinfluence,
Davy DMX,
The Fortunes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Moody Blues,
Graham Central Station,
Magma,
Colin Newman,
The Gladiators,
Sight & Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Roger Hodgson,
Quando Quango,
AZ,
Lalann,
Slick Rick,
The Count Five,
Magazine,
The American Breed,
Trumans Water,
Cluster,
The Slits,
Au Pairs,
Outsiders,
Boz Scaggs,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Porter Ricks,
E-Dancer,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bluetip,
Symarip,
Wolf Eyes,
Crispy Ambulance,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Associates,
Kerrie Biddell,
Inner City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.