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 Qatar and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Dead Boys to the dance 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
James White and The Blacks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The United States of America,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Toasters,
Avey Tare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter and Kerry,
The Slits,
Ultra Naté,
Matthew Halsall,
Shuggie Otis,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fuzztones,
Dual Sessions,
Cluster,
The Skatalites,
Barrington Levy,
FM Einheit,
June Days,
Marine Girls,
The New Christs,
New Age Steppers,
Josef K,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Suicide,
Television,
Peter & Gordon,
The Modern Lovers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joe Finger,
Tres Demented,
R.M.O.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mandrill,
Sam Rivers,
Newcleus,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scion,
Animal Collective,
Minutemen,
Godley & Creme,
Slick Rick,
Organ,
The Detroit Cobras,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Q and Not U,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Schoolly D,
The Beau Brummels,
Radio Birdman,
Hoover,
Alice Coltrane,
Sugar Minott,
Royal Trux,
Sly & The Family Stone,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.