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 Lebanon and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Electric Prunes to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fire Engines,
Colin Newman,
Q and Not U,
Circle Jerks,
The Cure,
Darondo,
Television,
The Divine Comedy,
Niagra,
Jeru the Damaja,
Scion,
New Age Steppers,
Amon Düül,
Bush Tetras,
Flipper,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Archie Shepp,
Radiohead,
The Five Americans,
DJ Sneak,
The Count Five,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cheater Slicks,
Graham Central Station,
Surgeon,
Kerrie Biddell,
China Crisis,
Khruangbin,
Joey Negro,
Leonard Cohen,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Wake,
Connie Case,
Minny Pops,
The Smiths,
Icehouse,
Popol Vuh,
John Coltrane,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Electric Prunes,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
One Last Wish,
Kurtis Blow,
Todd Rundgren,
Average White Band,
The Sound,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Tubeway Army,
Moebius,
Aloha Tigers,
Adolescents,
Lou Christie,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cal Tjader,
David McCallum,
Accadde A,
Eric Dolphy,
Supertramp,
Marvin Gaye,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.