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 Croatia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New Christs to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
The Happenings,
Fear,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Spandau Ballet,
Underground Resistance,
The Stooges,
kango's stein massive,
Bill Wells,
Kaleidoscope,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Walker Brothers,
The Standells,
Amazonics,
Ten City,
Lalann,
Average White Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Swell Maps,
Main Source,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun City Girls,
Dark Day,
Moss Icon,
Japan,
Oneida,
The Toasters,
Glambeats Corp.,
Wire,
D'Angelo,
Reuben Wilson,
Scratch Acid,
Agitation Free,
The Monochrome Set,
Deepchord,
Groovy Waters,
Rotary Connection,
X-101,
Quantec,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Zeros,
DNA,
Tears for Fears,
David McCallum,
New York Dolls,
Harpers Bizarre,
Erasure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
CMW,
Graham Central Station,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Flamin' Groovies,
Metal Thangz,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.