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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin 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 Gerry Rafferty to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
Amon Düül,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Aural Exciters,
Bauhaus,
Kerri Chandler,
The J.B.'s,
Scrapy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pantytec,
Tommy Roe,
Kenny Larkin,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Red Krayola,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vladislav Delay,
Tubeway Army,
Mandrill,
KRS-One,
Minnie Riperton,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yaz,
Marmalade,
Erasure,
Skarface,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scientists,
New Order,
Little Man,
Mars,
DJ Style,
Amazonics,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Velvet Underground,
Roy Ayers,
Cybotron,
Scratch Acid,
The Buckinghams,
Saccharine Trust,
Easy Going,
Japan,
DNA,
Marvin Gaye,
Second Layer,
Minny Pops,
The Happenings,
The Five Americans,
Aswad,
Slave,
Yellowson,
Eric Dolphy,
Theoretical Girls,
48th St. Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
F. McDonald,
Erykah Badu,
R.M.O.,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Birthday Party,
The Remains, The Remains, The Remains, The Remains.
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.