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 Mali and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Gories to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Y Pants,
Jacques Brel,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
PIL,
The Flesh Eaters,
T.S.O.L.,
Trumans Water,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Sonics,
The Red Krayola,
Morten Harket,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Star Department,
Royal Trux,
Skarface,
Shoche,
Sarah Menescal,
Pole,
Donny Hathaway,
Agitation Free,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Animal Collective,
The Zeros,
Lightning Bolt,
Chris & Cosey,
Model 500,
Bob Dylan,
Scion,
The Busters,
Oneida,
Infiniti,
The Monks,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Eden Ahbez,
Subhumans,
Television,
Gerry Rafferty,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Qualms,
Slick Rick,
Newcleus,
Kenny Larkin,
Parry Music,
Thompson Twins,
Amon Düül II,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Au Pairs,
John Coltrane,
UT,
The Trojans,
Dark Day,
Ludus,
Sexual Harrassment,
Niagra,
Lalann,
Donald Byrd,
Brand Nubian,
Second Layer,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.