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 Nauru and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 Public Enemy to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joy Division,
Faust,
Jawbox,
F. McDonald,
Todd Rundgren,
Dark Day,
Visage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ossler,
Barry Ungar,
Black Flag,
Pierre Henry,
The Young Rascals,
The New Christs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lalann,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
China Crisis,
Mission of Burma,
Joe Finger,
The Stooges,
Das Ding,
Dual Sessions,
Drive Like Jehu,
Urselle,
Eden Ahbez,
Youth Brigade,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Goldenarms,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oneida,
Isaac Hayes,
Rites of Spring,
Rekid,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
OOIOO,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Warren Ellis,
Symarip,
New Age Steppers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
Lakeside,
Peter and Kerry,
The Velvet Underground,
Sight & Sound,
Cheater Slicks,
Wings,
John Lydon,
T.S.O.L.,
The Move,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Cure,
Arcadia,
Marine Girls,
Scan 7,
The Real Kids,
Robert Hood,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.