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 Comoros and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 organ 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Franke,
Eden Ahbez,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rufus Thomas,
The Mojo Men,
CMW,
Metal Thangz,
Kas Product,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare,
Danielle Patucci,
Jeru the Damaja,
Brand Nubian,
Bauhaus,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lakeside,
Adolescents,
The Slits,
Donny Hathaway,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Brick,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Depeche Mode,
Ice-T,
Prince Buster,
The Motions,
Babytalk,
Lyres,
Scrapy,
Amon Düül,
Fat Boys,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Pretty Things,
Anthony Braxton,
Matthew Bourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
Jeff Lynne,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Doobie Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Joey Negro,
Eddi Front,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Velvet Underground,
Shoche,
Sam Rivers,
Susan Cadogan,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gun Club,
These Immortal Souls,
T. Rex,
The American Breed,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.