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 Sweden and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Robert Palmer 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 The Offenders to the rap 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Association,
Crispy Ambulance,
Section 25,
Pantytec,
Banda Bassotti,
Peter & Gordon,
Moby Grape,
Brand Nubian,
Grandmaster Flash,
H. Thieme,
Wasted Youth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Liliput,
Kaleidoscope,
La Düsseldorf,
Fugazi,
KRS-One,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Evens,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Green,
Eli Mardock,
Ten City,
Index,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fluxion,
Funky Four + One,
Ituana,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Standells,
Dennis Brown,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
Japan,
Marc Almond,
The Leaves,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
This Heat,
Cluster,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arab on Radar,
The Seeds,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Erasure,
Rites of Spring,
Harry Pussy,
Iggy Pop,
Deakin,
Arcadia,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alton Ellis,
The Grass Roots,
Man Eating Sloth,
B.T. Express,
Youth Brigade,
Alphaville,
The Victims,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.