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 Ukraine and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Inner City to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
FM Einheit,
Soulsonic Force,
Average White Band,
Pagans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ultra Naté,
Con Funk Shun,
Radiohead,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Echospace,
Crime,
Tropical Tobacco,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
One Last Wish,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
R.M.O.,
Toni Rubio,
Kerri Chandler,
Terry Callier,
Loose Ends,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thompson Twins,
Mo-Dettes,
The Walker Brothers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lalo Schifrin,
These Immortal Souls,
Jeru the Damaja,
Royal Trux,
Kool Moe Dee,
DJ Sneak,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tomorrow,
Matthew Bourne,
Traffic Nightmare,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gang Starr,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Saints,
The Dead C,
Shoche,
Yaz,
X-101,
The Names,
The Associates,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Divine Comedy,
Neu!,
Marine Girls,
Tommy Roe,
Barry Ungar,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Davy DMX,
Donny Hathaway,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.