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 South Sudan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Susan Cadogan to the disco 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
Barrington Levy,
Mantronix,
Gong,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
Nils Olav,
Dual Sessions,
Maleditus Sound,
Gerry Rafferty,
These Immortal Souls,
The Barracudas,
the Association,
Minnie Riperton,
Animal Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Toasters,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
Unwound,
The Move,
Stereo Dub,
the Bar-Kays,
Dave Gahan,
The Sonics,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
Mark Hollis,
Oblivians,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalann,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Kinks,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
The Five Americans,
The Seeds,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Skriet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Icehouse,
Funkadelic,
Quando Quango,
Essential Logic,
Robert Hood,
The Slackers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gang of Four,
Faust,
Angry Samoans,
Interpol,
Wolf Eyes,
Crooked Eye,
Tomorrow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Severed Heads,
E-Dancer,
The Cure,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.