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 Turkey and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Lydon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Agitation Free,
Amon Düül II,
Khruangbin,
Arab on Radar,
Mr. Review,
Godley & Creme,
The Slits,
Q and Not U,
Ice-T,
Whodini,
Jerry's Kids,
Popol Vuh,
Quando Quango,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Outsiders,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Yaz,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
DNA,
Icehouse,
Ossler,
The Fall,
Harmonia,
Guru Guru,
Inner City,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nick Fraelich,
Eric Copeland,
Connie Case,
Public Enemy,
Janne Schatter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Tremeloes,
Index,
X-Ray Spex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
B.T. Express,
Y Pants,
John Coltrane,
Lindisfarne,
Avey Tare,
Dorothy Ashby,
Matthew Bourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Mantronix,
Easy Going,
The Saints,
Eric B and Rakim,
Anthony Braxton,
Minutemen,
Half Japanese,
PIL,
Fluxion,
The Black Dice,
Terrestrial Tones,
Mo-Dettes,
Byron Stingily,
Public Image Ltd.,
Donny Hathaway,
Aswad,
Pet Shop Boys,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.