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 Sri Lanka and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Marine Girls to the funk 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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dirtbombs,
Brothers Johnson,
Eurythmics,
Pussy Galore,
Howard Jones,
Sun City Girls,
Duran Duran,
PIL,
Anakelly,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nick Fraelich,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Stereo Dub,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kurtis Blow,
New Age Steppers,
Todd Rundgren,
Panda Bear,
Anthony Braxton,
Pylon,
Monks,
Ohio Players,
Dead Boys,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Electric Prunes,
The Birthday Party,
Lucky Dragons,
Robert Wyatt,
Suicide,
Faraquet,
10cc,
The J.B.'s,
Don Cherry,
Roxy Music,
the Association,
Al Stewart,
In Retrospect,
Maurizio,
Sister Nancy,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Ken Boothe,
The Busters,
Mantronix,
Los Fastidios,
The Selecter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sparks,
U.S. Maple,
Crash Course in Science,
Erasure,
Masters at Work,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Remains,
The Slits,
Tommy Roe,
FM Einheit,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alton Ellis,
Amon Düül II,
Erykah Badu,
Kerri Chandler,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.