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 Morocco and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Divine Comedy to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Lebanon Hanover,
Robert Wyatt,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
Ronnie Foster,
Bootsy Collins,
MDC,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Average White Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lou Reed,
Nick Fraelich,
Smog,
The J.B.'s,
Matthew Bourne,
The Walker Brothers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jawbox,
Con Funk Shun,
Frankie Knuckles,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks,
Ken Boothe,
Sight & Sound,
the Swans,
Reuben Wilson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
June of 44,
Guru Guru,
Mo-Dettes,
Organ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moss Icon,
Trumans Water,
Amon Düül II,
The Fugs,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Warren Ellis,
MC5,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fall,
Icehouse,
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Happenings,
Mandrill,
Barbara Tucker,
Ossler,
Panda Bear,
Mark Hollis,
Judy Mowatt,
Black Bananas,
Intrusion,
The Standells, The Standells, The Standells, The Standells.
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.