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 Macedonia and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Japan to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Grauzone. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Machine,
Icehouse,
Essential Logic,
New York Dolls,
Youth Brigade,
Joy Division,
Ultimate Spinach,
Guru Guru,
Boz Scaggs,
Rapeman,
The Techniques,
Livin' Joy,
Y Pants,
Mr. Review,
The Smoke,
Altered Images,
D'Angelo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Lydon,
ABC,
The Gun Club,
The Velvet Underground,
Das Ding,
Matthew Halsall,
Subhumans,
Vainqueur,
Nirvana,
Urselle,
The Fall,
Aloha Tigers,
Sonic Youth,
The Durutti Column,
Stetsasonic,
Zapp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Connie Case,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
JFA,
Scrapy,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sugar Minott,
The Barracudas,
Radiohead,
Joey Negro,
Banda Bassotti,
Skaos,
Soft Cell,
The Offenders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Count Five,
Faraquet,
Hasil Adkins,
Intrusion,
Jimmy McGriff,
Saccharine Trust,
E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer, E-Dancer.
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.