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 Syria and from Mumbai.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 E-Dancer to the funk 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann 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?
The Doors,
Scratch Acid,
Sun City Girls,
Animal Collective,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Dawn Penn,
Kayak,
Delta 5,
Archie Shepp,
Moebius,
Infiniti,
Young Marble Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
Tommy Roe,
Lindisfarne,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultravox,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Gories,
Stockholm Monsters,
Metal Thangz,
Pantaleimon,
The Beau Brummels,
Jacob Miller,
The Slits,
The Move,
Con Funk Shun,
Circle Jerks,
The Cowsills,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ice-T,
Fatback Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Bob Dylan,
The Star Department,
Sonic Youth,
Gang Starr,
Pagans,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Flesh Eaters,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
K-Klass,
Anakelly,
Los Fastidios,
The Residents,
Average White Band,
Unwound,
Graham Central Station,
Monks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Easy Going,
Steve Hackett,
The Barracudas,
Suburban Knight,
David Axelrod,
Terry Callier,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Khruangbin,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.