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 Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DNA to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hardrive,
The Martian,
Guru Guru,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quantec,
Max Romeo,
the Germs,
Ponytail,
Quando Quango,
Bang On A Can,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Divine Comedy,
Black Moon,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Maurizio,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots,
The Leaves,
China Crisis,
The Real Kids,
the Slits,
Aswad,
Sound Behaviour,
Roger Hodgson,
Bobby Sherman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The American Breed,
Steve Hackett,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mad Mike,
The Smiths,
Scan 7,
Supertramp,
B.T. Express,
Hasil Adkins,
Symarip,
Ultra Naté,
The Selecter,
Morten Harket,
The Black Dice,
Ice-T,
Model 500,
The Modern Lovers,
The Knickerbockers,
Graham Central Station,
Simply Red,
Unrelated Segments,
The Golliwogs,
Shuggie Otis,
Anakelly,
Heaven 17,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
MC5,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
a-ha,
Sällskapet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch, Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch.
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.