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 Qatar and from Columbus.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Gichy Dan to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All a-ha tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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,
Minor Threat,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
Lower 48,
Excepter,
The Pretty Things,
Thompson Twins,
Erasure,
Unwound,
The Smoke,
Juan Atkins,
Marmalade,
The Zeros,
Whodini,
Desert Stars,
The Sound,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Scott Walker,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Althea and Donna,
UT,
Chris & Cosey,
Funky Four + One,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Boogie Down Productions,
Echospace,
This Heat,
Skarface,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Dead Boys,
Qualms,
AZ,
Camouflage,
Boz Scaggs,
Lightning Bolt,
Rosa Yemen,
Grauzone,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Gang Dance,
Pylon,
Yellowson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scan 7,
The Evens,
Suburban Knight,
Lalann,
ABC,
Eric Dolphy,
Amon Düül,
T. Rex,
Intrusion,
Todd Rundgren,
The Young Rascals,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.