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 Turkmenistan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Lou Reed & John Cale to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Radio Birdman. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Newcleus,
The J.B.'s,
Ludus,
Interpol,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ultimate Spinach,
La Düsseldorf,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
D'Angelo,
Y Pants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Duran Duran,
Matthew Halsall,
Excepter,
Todd Rundgren,
The Doobie Brothers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Eric B and Rakim,
Peter and Kerry,
Qualms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
Rod Modell,
Bad Manners,
Ralphi Rosario,
London Community Gospel Choir,
the Soft Cell,
Al Stewart,
Pantytec,
Todd Terry,
Warren Ellis,
The Star Department,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Walker Brothers,
Robert Wyatt,
Technova,
Toni Rubio,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Arthur Verocai,
X-101,
Scientists,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
Grandmaster Flash,
David McCallum,
Desert Stars,
Eden Ahbez,
Chrome,
The Toasters,
Make Up,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Subhumans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cowsills,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.