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 Monaco and from Manchester.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Little Man to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
Kenny Larkin,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sparks,
Schoolly D,
Roxette,
Magma,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
a-ha,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Tom Boy,
Reuben Wilson,
MC5,
Average White Band,
Jandek,
Ultra Naté,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gong,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mission of Burma,
Max Romeo,
John Lydon,
Excepter,
The Index,
Lindisfarne,
48th St. Collective,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Malaria!,
Judy Mowatt,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Velvet Underground,
Hoover,
Quantec,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gun Club,
Jawbox,
MDC,
Derrick Morgan,
The Fuzztones,
Deakin,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Barracudas,
Sun Ra,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Toasters,
Country Teasers,
Thompson Twins,
Absolute Body Control,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aswad,
Scratch Acid,
Mars,
Juan Atkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Morten Harket,
Loose Ends,
Qualms,
The Divine Comedy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lightning Bolt,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.