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 Liechtenstein and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 Taipei and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
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 Dawn Penn to the punk 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 Half Japanese. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Hasil Adkins,
Nas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Anakelly,
Boredoms,
Porter Ricks,
Chris & Cosey,
Hashim,
The Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Minutemen,
The Stooges,
One Last Wish,
Public Image Ltd.,
Scott Walker,
Harry Pussy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Qualms,
Aloha Tigers,
Desert Stars,
Subhumans,
Ituana,
Nico,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Massinfluence,
Delta 5,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yellowson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siglo XX,
Maleditus Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
the Swans,
Max Romeo,
Sun Ra,
Barrington Levy,
Darondo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joey Negro,
The Cure,
Grandmaster Flash,
LL Cool J,
Unrelated Segments,
Dark Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pagans,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Arthur Verocai,
The Electric Prunes,
Amazonics,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kerri Chandler,
Sound Behaviour,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bush Tetras,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.