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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Television to the crunk 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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Japan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ultravox,
Agent Orange,
This Heat,
Sex Pistols,
Supertramp,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Carl Craig,
The Barracudas,
Stetsasonic,
Faraquet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Young Marble Giants,
The Fuzztones,
The Searchers,
Hoover,
Deepchord,
Siglo XX,
Cheater Slicks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Marvin Gaye,
Liliput,
Chrome,
The Durutti Column,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Womack,
Vainqueur,
Organ,
Jeff Lynne,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Piero Umiliani,
Warsaw,
Average White Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alison Limerick,
Brick,
Gong,
The Standells,
the Germs,
Maleditus Sound,
Reuben Wilson,
Wire,
Pet Shop Boys,
A Certain Ratio,
Sexual Harrassment,
Henry Cow,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Christie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Aloha Tigers,
Talk Talk,
Iggy Pop,
The Red Krayola,
Popol Vuh,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.