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 Venezuela and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Siouxsie and the Banshees to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux. All the underground hits.
All Minny Pops 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 disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
LL Cool J,
Television Personalities,
Second Layer,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quando Quango,
Interpol,
Mantronix,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ohio Players,
Average White Band,
Moss Icon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Vogues,
The Tremeloes,
The Young Rascals,
Excepter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Boz Scaggs,
Subhumans,
U.S. Maple,
Black Flag,
The Mojo Men,
Angry Samoans,
Niagra,
Letta Mbulu,
Mission of Burma,
June Days,
Ludus,
Minor Threat,
Radiopuhelimet,
Groovy Waters,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gun Club,
The Raincoats,
Wasted Youth,
Reagan Youth,
Roger Hodgson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Accadde A,
The Red Krayola,
Warsaw,
Bauhaus,
Bill Near,
Fad Gadget,
Hasil Adkins,
John Foxx,
Funky Four + One,
Sun City Girls,
Absolute Body Control,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fluxion,
Tommy Roe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Porter Ricks,
Delta 5,
Agent Orange,
Dark Day,
Danielle Patucci,
The Walker Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.