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 Syria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Electric Prunes to the funk 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 The Walker Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra Arkestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Magma,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Grass Roots,
Derrick May,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
the Bar-Kays,
Crispian St. Peters,
Blossom Toes,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
Sarah Menescal,
Swell Maps,
Byron Stingily,
Pagans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Technova,
Nation of Ulysses,
Freddie Wadling,
Qualms,
The Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Slackers,
Depeche Mode,
Laurel Aitken,
Monks,
Amon Düül,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Byrd,
Funkadelic,
Sun Ra,
The Sonics,
Zero Boys,
Quando Quango,
Liliput,
Grauzone,
Rekid,
Sparks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lucky Dragons,
Sister Nancy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Model 500,
Intrusion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brick,
Nirvana,
The United States of America,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Style,
Unwound,
The Modern Lovers,
The Residents,
Flash Fearless,
The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke, The Smoke.
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.