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 Namibia and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 X-101 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Searchers 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Loose Ends record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
Jandek,
Minny Pops,
Technova,
U.S. Maple,
John Lydon,
Brass Construction,
Hasil Adkins,
Maleditus Sound,
Liliput,
Steve Hackett,
Supertramp,
Interpol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fifty Foot Hose,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
Sonic Youth,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Khruangbin,
Fluxion,
Gang Gang Dance,
Donald Byrd,
Terry Callier,
Young Marble Giants,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Vogues,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Crash Course in Science,
Minor Threat,
Stiv Bators,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arthur Verocai,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Doors,
Sam Rivers,
Max Romeo,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Throbbing Gristle,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crispian St. Peters,
June of 44,
DNA,
Monolake,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Althea and Donna,
Siglo XX,
Peter & Gordon,
Tropical Tobacco,
Essential Logic,
The Martian,
AZ,
Stereo Dub,
Skarface,
Peter and Kerry,
Circle Jerks,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.