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 Macedonia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 David Bowie 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 Loose Ends to the funk 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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Scrapy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Warren Ellis,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
EPMD,
Ice-T,
Dawn Penn,
Jerry's Kids,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Quantec,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blossom Toes,
Peter and Kerry,
Michelle Simonal,
The Fuzztones,
ABC,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Angels of Light,
Throbbing Gristle,
Public Image Ltd.,
Essential Logic,
Maleditus Sound,
the Association,
Sun City Girls,
the Normal,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül II,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Second Layer,
Hot Snakes,
Joensuu 1685,
Lou Reed,
Al Stewart,
Donald Byrd,
The Sonics,
Funky Four + One,
10cc,
L. Decosne,
Cameo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pet Shop Boys,
H. Thieme,
Black Moon,
Mars,
Fugazi,
Young Marble Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Basic Channel,
Brand Nubian,
Chris & Cosey,
Goldenarms,
Deakin,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bill Near,
Wally Richardson,
The Fortunes,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.