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 London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Rufus Thomas to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
The Pretty Things,
Outsiders,
Moby Grape,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Underground Resistance,
Sister Nancy,
Hasil Adkins,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Slick Rick,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Young Rascals,
Excepter,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Freddie Wadling,
The Buckinghams,
Alphaville,
Marine Girls,
The Gun Club,
The Wake,
Boz Scaggs,
Rotary Connection,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Nik Kershaw,
Supertramp,
Funkadelic,
Q65,
Agent Orange,
Crooked Eye,
48th St. Collective,
Brass Construction,
Average White Band,
The Barracudas,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pole,
Y Pants,
Rakim,
Nirvana,
Shoche,
Ituana,
Glenn Branca,
Colin Newman,
Chris & Cosey,
The Cosmic Jokers,
MDC,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soulsonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
Royal Trux,
Jacques Brel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Howard Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.