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 Bahrain and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Zeros to the grime 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Association,
Ohio Players,
Leonard Cohen,
Adolescents,
Flipper,
Loose Ends,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Subhumans,
Soft Machine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blancmange,
The Monochrome Set,
Sparks,
Boz Scaggs,
Chrome,
Pierre Henry,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
UT,
Barbara Tucker,
The Count Five,
Black Flag,
Lucky Dragons,
Zero Boys,
Marine Girls,
Q65,
Laurel Aitken,
Quadrant,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Slits,
Black Moon,
Chris & Cosey,
Half Japanese,
The Searchers,
Arthur Verocai,
Con Funk Shun,
Blake Baxter,
Dark Day,
Gang Green,
The Barracudas,
The Doors,
Jawbox,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Brass Construction,
Ken Boothe,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang of Four,
Sällskapet,
Dennis Brown,
Faust,
The Knickerbockers,
Sarah Menescal,
Danielle Patucci,
Organ,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.