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 Israel and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 snare 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 Archie Shepp to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a FM Einheit record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Man Parrish,
Deadbeat,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxette,
Mission of Burma,
Pierre Henry,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gong,
The Slits,
Easy Going,
Judy Mowatt,
Von Mondo,
Zero Boys,
The Knickerbockers,
Rekid,
Todd Rundgren,
Flash Fearless,
Infiniti,
The Motions,
The Star Department,
The Pretty Things,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Mojo Men,
Freddie Wadling,
Amon Düül,
The Skatalites,
Connie Case,
Chrome,
Faraquet,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ossler,
Slave,
The New Christs,
X-101,
The Happenings,
MDC,
Tubeway Army,
Steve Hackett,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Niagra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Sound,
Joe Finger,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
T. Rex,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Royal Trux,
Average White Band,
Bobby Womack,
The Techniques,
Scan 7,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
Suburban Knight,
Eden Ahbez,
Reuben Wilson,
Interpol,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skaos,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.