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 Korea North and from Lille.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Marcia Griffiths to the jazz 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Sister Nancy,
LL Cool J,
Radiohead,
Desert Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Peter and Kerry,
The Beau Brummels,
H. Thieme,
Soft Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Delta 5,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hardrive,
Rotary Connection,
Soulsonic Force,
Supertramp,
Harmonia,
Qualms,
Television,
Pagans,
Crooked Eye,
John Foxx,
Sun City Girls,
The Skatalites,
Scott Walker,
ABC,
Roxy Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jerry's Kids,
Eli Mardock,
Letta Mbulu,
Boz Scaggs,
Technova,
Severed Heads,
Ultra Naté,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tubeway Army,
Y Pants,
the Sonics,
Q65,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dead C,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barbara Tucker,
The Blackbyrds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Man Eating Sloth,
Colin Newman,
The Misunderstood,
Scan 7,
Khruangbin,
The Fortunes,
Ossler,
B.T. Express,
Black Moon,
Ronan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lungfish,
The Doors,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.