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 Armenia and from Toronto.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 One Last Wish to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
The Techniques,
Skarface,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pharoah Sanders,
Pere Ubu,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Donny Hathaway,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blossom Toes,
Iggy Pop,
Wire,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Walker Brothers,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Martian,
The Gories,
Ronan,
The Pretty Things,
Deepchord,
Moss Icon,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Blackbyrds,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythm & Sound,
JFA,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Gladiators,
Yaz,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Moleskins,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Inner City,
Fear,
Sight & Sound,
New Age Steppers,
Buzzcocks,
T.S.O.L.,
Sparks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kurtis Blow,
Urselle,
Robert Hood,
Todd Terry,
Deakin,
Bootsy Collins,
World's Most,
These Immortal Souls,
Barrington Levy,
Chrome,
Fad Gadget,
Rites of Spring,
The New Christs,
Nico,
Sonny Sharrock,
Avey Tare,
Tubeway Army,
Magazine, Magazine, Magazine, Magazine.
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.