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 Denmark and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Marc Almond tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Fat Boys,
Crash Course in Science,
E-Dancer,
The Moody Blues,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
Sound Behaviour,
The Star Department,
Deadbeat,
The Sonics,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Faraquet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terrestrial Tones,
Stetsasonic,
Maleditus Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Amon Düül,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
UT,
The Young Rascals,
Dual Sessions,
Von Mondo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Music Machine,
Skriet,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Electric Prunes,
James White and The Blacks,
The Vogues,
Andrew Hill,
Das Ding,
The Index,
Lou Reed,
Outsiders,
Erykah Badu,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
Barclay James Harvest,
Q and Not U,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hasil Adkins,
Sam Rivers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Busters,
Tubeway Army,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultimate Spinach,
Graham Central Station,
the Normal,
This Heat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ultravox,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sugar Minott,
L. Decosne,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.