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 Kiribati and from Glasgow.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Al Stewart to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Lucky Dragons,
Mark Hollis,
Visage,
Minnie Riperton,
Throbbing Gristle,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül,
Gichy Dan,
Crime,
Derrick Morgan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masters at Work,
Colin Newman,
The Knickerbockers,
Alton Ellis,
Half Japanese,
Negative Approach,
The Durutti Column,
Oblivians,
Agent Orange,
Ronan,
David McCallum,
China Crisis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül II,
The Saints,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radiohead,
Mantronix,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Monochrome Set,
JFA,
Accadde A,
Marvin Gaye,
The Standells,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ronnie Foster,
New Order,
Country Teasers,
The Victims,
Jeff Mills,
Gabor Szabo,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jimmy McGriff,
MC5,
The Monks,
Minor Threat,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Modern Lovers,
Swell Maps,
Morten Harket,
Bobby Womack,
Von Mondo,
The Barracudas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra, Sun Ra.
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.