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 Lyon.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Drive Like Jehu to the dance 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
The Evens,
Panda Bear,
Janne Schatter,
The Fortunes,
Country Teasers,
Kerri Chandler,
D'Angelo,
Marmalade,
The Zeros,
Minny Pops,
cv313,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Infiniti,
Reagan Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rod Modell,
Ohio Players,
Sun City Girls,
New Order,
The Grass Roots,
The Neon Judgement,
Mars,
Suicide,
Harmonia,
A Certain Ratio,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Invisible,
Eve St. Jones,
The Smoke,
The Young Rascals,
Mr. Review,
Franke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scion,
Wally Richardson,
The Selecter,
Robert Görl,
Dark Day,
The Durutti Column,
Dave Gahan,
The Fugs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
Accadde A,
Ronan,
AZ,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dennis Brown,
Quando Quango,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Procol Harum,
Ossler,
Lightning Bolt,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Slits,
The Black Dice,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Wings, Wings, Wings, Wings.
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.