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 Bangladesh and from Bremen.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rites of Spring to the rap 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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fat Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magazine,
FM Einheit,
The Gun Club,
Bobby Byrd,
The Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lindisfarne,
Barry Ungar,
Alice Coltrane,
Television,
Joey Negro,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Buzzcocks,
Jandek,
Second Layer,
Stereo Dub,
E-Dancer,
Nirvana,
Janne Schatter,
Essential Logic,
Matthew Halsall,
Kevin Saunderson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lungfish,
The Barracudas,
June of 44,
Suburban Knight,
Zapp,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wire,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Divine Comedy,
The Pretty Things,
Freddie Wadling,
The Associates,
Qualms,
Circle Jerks,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
Dennis Brown,
Basic Channel,
Barrington Levy,
Steve Hackett,
Outsiders,
Main Source,
Surgeon,
Organ,
June Days,
Simply Red,
a-ha,
X-102,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.