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 Uruguay and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Malaria!,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stiv Bators,
Roxy Music,
Main Source,
Television Personalities,
Moss Icon,
Dave Gahan,
Siglo XX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eurythmics,
Basic Channel,
The Five Americans,
Q65,
Swans,
The United States of America,
La Düsseldorf,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sexual Harrassment,
Black Sheep,
June Days,
Hasil Adkins,
Ten City,
Jacob Miller,
Max Romeo,
World's Most,
Heaven 17,
Half Japanese,
Althea and Donna,
Danielle Patucci,
Lindisfarne,
Tim Buckley,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Saints,
Crash Course in Science,
Unwound,
Eden Ahbez,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Smoke,
Archie Shepp,
Pussy Galore,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Invisible,
Soft Cell,
Desert Stars,
Connie Case,
Ice-T,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Carl Craig,
Funkadelic,
Pole,
Soft Machine,
Roger Hodgson,
MC5,
The Beau Brummels,
Derrick May,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Move,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.