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 Monaco and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Lucky Dragons to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
The Beau Brummels,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Blake Baxter,
The Monochrome Set,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bad Manners,
Ituana,
One Last Wish,
Television,
Eve St. Jones,
Matthew Bourne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Fall,
Brick,
Minutemen,
Warren Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sound Behaviour,
Eurythmics,
OOIOO,
Amon Düül II,
Eric B and Rakim,
Heaven 17,
Model 500,
JFA,
Pantytec,
Soft Machine,
Wings,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Names,
Lucky Dragons,
Harmonia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Morten Harket,
The Stooges,
Lou Christie,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bootsy Collins,
Can,
Cheater Slicks,
New York Dolls,
UT,
Bill Wells,
Mr. Review,
The Gladiators,
the Normal,
Todd Terry,
Quantec,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sparks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Joey Negro,
Visage,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Angels of Light,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.