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 Indonesia and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the dance 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 the Bar-Kays. All the underground hits.
All Desert Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Nick Fraelich,
Gang Green,
Visage,
Ituana,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Techniques,
Todd Rundgren,
Oblivians,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Peter and Kerry,
Gastr Del Sol,
Al Stewart,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Harry Pussy,
Zapp,
Funkadelic,
Throbbing Gristle,
Motorama,
Sonic Youth,
The Motions,
Sparks,
E-Dancer,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brand Nubian,
Sandy B,
The Fortunes,
Bobby Byrd,
Q and Not U,
Guru Guru,
Eric Copeland,
Marmalade,
Swans,
Parry Music,
John Lydon,
Stereo Dub,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
Radiohead,
David Bowie,
Suburban Knight,
Hardrive,
Neil Young,
Wolf Eyes,
Brick,
The Doobie Brothers,
ABC,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Slackers,
The Litter,
Livin' Joy,
The Black Dice,
Roxy Music,
The Sonics,
The Detroit Cobras,
Graham Central Station,
Intrusion,
The Move,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.