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 Bulgaria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Johnny Osbourne to the rock 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All John Lydon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Slits 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Connie Case,
Kerri Chandler,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Smoke,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Television,
The Five Americans,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultravox,
The Dirtbombs,
Mars,
Minny Pops,
Pantaleimon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Spoonie Gee,
Amon Düül II,
This Heat,
Andrew Hill,
Stiv Bators,
Quando Quango,
The Music Machine,
Blancmange,
The Victims,
The Kinks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slackers,
EPMD,
The Gun Club,
Girls At Our Best!,
X-102,
Glambeats Corp.,
Supertramp,
Arcadia,
Deepchord,
In Retrospect,
Ludus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gories,
Jandek,
Au Pairs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
China Crisis,
Boz Scaggs,
The Evens,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sparks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Trumans Water,
Erasure,
H. Thieme,
Q65,
Funky Four + One,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
Lower 48,
Brick,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.