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 Iran and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 spring reverb 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 the Normal 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Nico tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Babytalk,
Arthur Verocai,
Clear Light,
Alton Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Quando Quango,
Marshall Jefferson,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Invisible,
Marine Girls,
Lou Reed,
Scratch Acid,
Audionom,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Smiths,
Alphaville,
Gang Green,
Lou Christie,
Nik Kershaw,
Skriet,
Patti Smith,
The Five Americans,
Scan 7,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Amon Düül II,
Qualms,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Boz Scaggs,
cv313,
Thompson Twins,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5,
Sixth Finger,
the Swans,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mantronix,
Harmonia,
Andrew Hill,
ABC,
T.S.O.L.,
Blancmange,
Neu!,
Gang Starr,
Reuben Wilson,
Carl Craig,
The Music Machine,
Dual Sessions,
Malaria!,
Camouflage,
Swell Maps,
Max Romeo,
The Toasters,
The Techniques,
Bobby Womack,
Pagans,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.