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 Botswana and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Livin' Joy to the techno 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Misunderstood,
Brand Nubian,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Soul Sonic Force,
Carl Craig,
Half Japanese,
Arcadia,
Ice-T,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fall,
Ituana,
Al Stewart,
Flamin' Groovies,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Theoretical Girls,
Radio Birdman,
This Heat,
Juan Atkins,
X-101,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Alice Coltrane,
Sandy B,
Wolf Eyes,
Intrusion,
Brass Construction,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kerri Chandler,
The Saints,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Groovy Waters,
Agent Orange,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Graham Central Station,
Sister Nancy,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Buzzcocks,
La Düsseldorf,
Negative Approach,
Dead Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Blake Baxter,
Scott Walker,
The Shadows of Knight,
Joy Division,
The Moody Blues,
Minny Pops,
Symarip,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Happenings,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.