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 Montenegro and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Panda Bear to the dance 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 Ultra Naté. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Kayak,
Animal Collective,
Peter and Kerry,
Scrapy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ken Boothe,
The American Breed,
Mission of Burma,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Pus,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Minny Pops,
K-Klass,
Hasil Adkins,
Scott Walker,
Vainqueur,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Make Up,
the Swans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Martian,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Stooges,
Wally Richardson,
The Zeros,
The Real Kids,
The Associates,
Steve Hackett,
the Germs,
Lightning Bolt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sixth Finger,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Reuben Wilson,
Rekid,
Quadrant,
Cluster,
Bang On A Can,
Dennis Brown,
Joyce Sims,
Ohio Players,
Big Daddy Kane,
Arab on Radar,
Can,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Gap Band,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
ABBA,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shoche,
the Association,
The Moleskins,
Drexciya,
Ice-T,
Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore, Pussy Galore.
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.