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 Moldova and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 organ 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 Henry Cow to the crunk 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Model 500,
Jacques Brel,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Supertramp,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Moleskins,
The Slackers,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Zeros,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Althea and Donna,
UT,
Oblivians,
Q65,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
JFA,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marvin Gaye,
The Searchers,
Excepter,
Mad Mike,
EPMD,
Inner City,
Blancmange,
Severed Heads,
Negative Approach,
The Move,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The American Breed,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blues Magoos,
Altered Images,
Essential Logic,
Connie Case,
Wasted Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cramps,
Lungfish,
Mandrill,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Roxy Music,
June Days,
Moss Icon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Gories,
The Selecter,
Alton Ellis,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!,
L. Decosne,
Lakeside,
Siglo XX,
Kevin Saunderson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül,
Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane, Alice Coltrane.
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.