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 Luxembourg and from London.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 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 Hot Snakes to the rap 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra 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 spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sun City Girls,
Minor Threat,
AZ,
The Saints,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Metal Thangz,
Talk Talk,
Zero Boys,
Bizarre Inc.,
Deepchord,
Franke,
Brand Nubian,
The Move,
Oblivians,
Schoolly D,
Monks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Minny Pops,
Urselle,
Nik Kershaw,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Robert Hood,
The Happenings,
Delon & Dalcan,
Minnie Riperton,
Prince Buster,
The Knickerbockers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Matthew Bourne,
Brass Construction,
Lungfish,
Hot Snakes,
Drexciya,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cure,
The Martian,
Nas,
Thee Headcoats,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Ash Ra Tempel,
T.S.O.L.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Five Americans,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jawbox,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rod Modell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sugar Minott,
Ohio Players,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Divine Comedy,
Barry Ungar,
Marine Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.