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 China and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar 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 Janne Schatter to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Mighty Diamonds. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Colin Newman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Bluetip,
Terry Callier,
Stereo Dub,
Excepter,
Wings,
Mission of Burma,
The Seeds,
Yazoo,
Newcleus,
The Cure,
John Lydon,
Eurythmics,
Surgeon,
June Days,
Spoonie Gee,
Tim Buckley,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Brand Nubian,
Los Fastidios,
Drexciya,
World's Most,
Young Marble Giants,
Little Man,
Jacques Brel,
Deepchord,
Yaz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Heaven 17,
Jerry's Kids,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Star Department,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stiv Bators,
Sound Behaviour,
Maleditus Sound,
The Motions,
Pere Ubu,
The Gladiators,
Deadbeat,
Tears for Fears,
Echospace,
Lou Christie,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Thee Headcoats,
Livin' Joy,
Banda Bassotti,
The Evens,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Stooges,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Halsall,
La Düsseldorf,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quadrant,
Nik Kershaw,
Severed Heads,
Mr. Review,
Schoolly D,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.