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 Dominica and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 sitar 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 Stooges to the funk 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalo Schifrin 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Marine Girls,
Bob Dylan,
Eden Ahbez,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Pantytec,
Schoolly D,
Ronan,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Monolake,
New Age Steppers,
The Move,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Yellowson,
Porter Ricks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Erykah Badu,
Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Theoretical Girls,
Symarip,
DJ Style,
The Saints,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
L. Decosne,
Alton Ellis,
Kayak,
Das Ding,
Eve St. Jones,
Patti Smith,
Motorama,
Brick,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sam Rivers,
Nirvana,
Arthur Verocai,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Q65,
Lalann,
Black Sheep,
The Fall,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Vogues,
Dave Gahan,
Michelle Simonal,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
Mandrill,
The Black Dice,
Black Flag,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tomorrow,
Althea and Donna,
The Birthday Party,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxy Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.