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 the UAE and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Electric Prunes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Janne Schatter 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Idris Muhammad,
The Smoke,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joy Division,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glambeats Corp.,
Maurizio,
Ituana,
Intrusion,
the Germs,
The Fuzztones,
Camberwell Now,
Eurythmics,
Thompson Twins,
Maleditus Sound,
DJ Sneak,
Alton Ellis,
Thee Headcoats,
Bobby Sherman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pierre Henry,
Essential Logic,
Peter and Kerry,
The Blues Magoos,
Spandau Ballet,
Bush Tetras,
Kerri Chandler,
Alison Limerick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scratch Acid,
The Moody Blues,
Freddie Wadling,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Nico,
UT,
Wally Richardson,
Quadrant,
Erasure,
Sister Nancy,
Pet Shop Boys,
F. McDonald,
Ponytail,
the Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
Rufus Thomas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Boredoms,
Blancmange,
Dead Boys,
Fugazi,
Charles Mingus,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.