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 Jordan and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Hashim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
Roger Hodgson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camberwell Now,
Clear Light,
Eden Ahbez,
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Moody Blues,
Bobby Byrd,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kas Product,
Agitation Free,
Todd Rundgren,
Zapp,
Moss Icon,
Radiohead,
Tropical Tobacco,
Johnny Osbourne,
Isaac Hayes,
the Soft Cell,
Lou Christie,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Darondo,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Techniques,
B.T. Express,
One Last Wish,
Erykah Badu,
Ralphi Rosario,
Man Eating Sloth,
Tom Boy,
Anthony Braxton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bad Manners,
Marmalade,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warren Ellis,
Kayak,
Fugazi,
The Electric Prunes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Patti Smith,
Popol Vuh,
Basic Channel,
Harry Pussy,
Infiniti,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
MC5,
The Barracudas,
Sällskapet,
The Happenings,
cv313,
Circle Jerks,
David Bowie,
Cheater Slicks,
Masters at Work,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.