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 Netherlands and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 guitar 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 Chrome to the disco 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Amon Düül,
David McCallum,
The Electric Prunes,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Visage,
June Days,
Maurizio,
Fear,
Q65,
Angry Samoans,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Pretty Things,
Lightning Bolt,
Cal Tjader,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hot Snakes,
Marvin Gaye,
Ornette Coleman,
The Smiths,
Lyres,
the Association,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camberwell Now,
kango's stein massive,
Bang On A Can,
Leonard Cohen,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
Barbara Tucker,
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sound Behaviour,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Procol Harum,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Barry Ungar,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric Copeland,
Guru Guru,
Lalann,
Bobby Womack,
Gong,
Index,
Spandau Ballet,
Y Pants,
PIL,
Sister Nancy,
Chris & Cosey,
Scientists,
Malaria!,
Nick Fraelich,
Pylon,
The Kinks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ronnie Foster,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.