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 Nicaragua and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 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 the Association to the funk 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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Scrapy,
Soft Cell,
Deakin,
New Age Steppers,
Byron Stingily,
Q65,
The Gories,
The Remains,
Nick Fraelich,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scan 7,
Popol Vuh,
T.S.O.L.,
Yazoo,
Deepchord,
Unrelated Segments,
In Retrospect,
Funky Four + One,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scion,
Prince Buster,
The Count Five,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jesper Dahlback,
8 Eyed Spy,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fugs,
John Cale,
Reagan Youth,
Trumans Water,
Jeff Lynne,
One Last Wish,
Ludus,
Soft Machine,
Graham Central Station,
Goldenarms,
Y Pants,
T. Rex,
kango's stein massive,
Joyce Sims,
Schoolly D,
Faraquet,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alison Limerick,
Metal Thangz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Motorama,
Cecil Taylor,
The Walker Brothers,
The Doors,
Fatback Band,
The Black Dice,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
Dave Gahan,
Cal Tjader,
Little Man,
Black Moon,
Technova,
Marine Girls,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.