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 Denmark and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the disco 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Junior Murvin,
Nico,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Glenn Branca,
Black Sheep,
Grauzone,
Kurtis Blow,
The Modern Lovers,
Young Marble Giants,
The Searchers,
Reagan Youth,
Letta Mbulu,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Standells,
ABBA,
The Young Rascals,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smiths,
Rotary Connection,
Ossler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Godley & Creme,
The Wake,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythm & Sound,
Au Pairs,
Aural Exciters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Juan Atkins,
Tropical Tobacco,
Man Eating Sloth,
Slave,
Ronnie Foster,
Hashim,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jandek,
Absolute Body Control,
Pierre Henry,
Tommy Roe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Parry Music,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Qualms,
Tomorrow,
The New Christs,
Q and Not U,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Soul II Soul,
Flipper,
Sun Ra,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Doors,
Japan,
Carl Craig,
Nas,
This Heat,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alison Limerick,
F. McDonald,
Vladislav Delay,
Liliput,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.