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 Taiwan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Deepchord to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Pharoah Sanders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Wire,
Guru Guru,
June Days,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Chrome,
Newcleus,
Groovy Waters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Brick,
cv313,
Massinfluence,
Skarface,
Quando Quango,
Negative Approach,
Roger Hodgson,
Suburban Knight,
Gang Starr,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Dave Clark Five,
Thee Headcoats,
Jandek,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Carl Craig,
E-Dancer,
Procol Harum,
Altered Images,
Barrington Levy,
The Pretty Things,
The Names,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Peter & Gordon,
Public Enemy,
Lightning Bolt,
Minnie Riperton,
The Gories,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
June of 44,
Gregory Isaacs,
Buzzcocks,
The Stooges,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rod Modell,
Soul Sonic Force,
Youth Brigade,
Brass Construction,
kango's stein massive,
Amon Düül II,
Sun Ra,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
Slave,
Eve St. Jones,
Symarip,
Aural Exciters,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Germs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.