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 Swaziland and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lebanon Hanover to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool Moe Dee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
the Sonics,
Suicide,
Wings,
Rotary Connection,
The Smoke,
Tim Buckley,
Swans,
AZ,
Khruangbin,
Susan Cadogan,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalann,
Skriet,
Joe Finger,
Donald Byrd,
Big Daddy Kane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Dead C,
The Music Machine,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fear,
Amon Düül,
the Normal,
Idris Muhammad,
The Associates,
Supertramp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Leonard Cohen,
Lalo Schifrin,
ABC,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
Neu!,
Jeff Lynne,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ornette Coleman,
Alison Limerick,
Brick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sex Pistols,
Visage,
Neil Young,
Scientists,
The Count Five,
Tommy Roe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
John Coltrane,
Quando Quango,
Skarface,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bill Wells,
Desert Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Roxette,
The Slits,
Malaria!,
the Germs,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Motions,
The Fugs,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.