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 Ukraine and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Star Department to the punk 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 The Modern Lovers. All the underground hits.
All The Human League tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
UT,
LL Cool J,
Warsaw,
The Invisible,
Lalann,
Young Marble Giants,
Byron Stingily,
Michelle Simonal,
Bizarre Inc.,
10cc,
Skarface,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Amon Düül II,
The United States of America,
Public Enemy,
Judy Mowatt,
Blancmange,
Graham Central Station,
Pussy Galore,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lebanon Hanover,
Alice Coltrane,
The Golliwogs,
Josef K,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ossler,
Boredoms,
Liliput,
Letta Mbulu,
Desert Stars,
Camouflage,
Icehouse,
Quando Quango,
The Angels of Light,
The Barracudas,
Ultravox,
The Fuzztones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eve St. Jones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Motions,
Cybotron,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scrapy,
Mo-Dettes,
Monks,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Jandek,
Kas Product,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fire Engines,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marvin Gaye,
Fat Boys,
Iggy Pop,
The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids, The Real Kids.
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.