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 Albania and from Mexico City.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Gun Club to the crunk 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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Sällskapet,
Frankie Knuckles,
Black Sheep,
Metal Thangz,
The Moody Blues,
Skarface,
Pussy Galore,
L. Decosne,
Sister Nancy,
The United States of America,
These Immortal Souls,
Crooked Eye,
Al Stewart,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
June Days,
Gichy Dan,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Absolute Body Control,
Oneida,
Pagans,
The Golliwogs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Hardrive,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aural Exciters,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
DNA,
Tubeway Army,
Roger Hodgson,
Hot Snakes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
R.M.O.,
Minny Pops,
Warren Ellis,
cv313,
Sun Ra,
10cc,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
In Retrospect,
Hasil Adkins,
Junior Murvin,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Cramps,
Jeff Mills,
The Barracudas,
Ponytail,
Ultra Naté,
The Durutti Column,
Davy DMX,
H. Thieme,
The Leaves,
Das Ding,
La Düsseldorf,
Grauzone,
Anthony Braxton,
Isaac Hayes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.