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 Canada and from Bologna.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 The Invisible to the disco 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Young Rascals,
Alphaville,
Television Personalities,
Jacob Miller,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Womack,
The Associates,
Barrington Levy,
Unwound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
Bill Near,
Neu!,
Ornette Coleman,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Whodini,
DJ Style,
Jacques Brel,
Boogie Down Productions,
Warren Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
Curtis Mayfield,
Scion,
The Golliwogs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Davy DMX,
Adolescents,
Pagans,
Rufus Thomas,
Neil Young,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Doors,
Bluetip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Outsiders,
Tim Buckley,
Wally Richardson,
Glenn Branca,
Qualms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Brand Nubian,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Von Mondo,
Scan 7,
Matthew Halsall,
the Soft Cell,
Shoche,
Joensuu 1685,
New Age Steppers,
Quando Quango,
Aswad,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Negative Approach,
Sixth Finger,
Slave,
B.T. Express,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin, Kenny Larkin.
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.