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 Ireland and from Jakarta.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland 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 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 cv313 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Fluxion,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
Yusef Lateef,
Mars,
Henry Cow,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Groovy Waters,
Shoche,
Banda Bassotti,
Circle Jerks,
Derrick Morgan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Funkadelic,
Desert Stars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gabor Szabo,
Duran Duran,
The Golliwogs,
Alison Limerick,
Marine Girls,
Camouflage,
Eve St. Jones,
Sugar Minott,
Khruangbin,
Kerri Chandler,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stetsasonic,
F. McDonald,
Ultra Naté,
Nico,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rosa Yemen,
Radiopuhelimet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cheater Slicks,
Icehouse,
Visage,
Rapeman,
Franke,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Misunderstood,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Swans,
Godley & Creme,
Letta Mbulu,
Jandek,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Altered Images,
Darondo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
The Blues Magoos,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.