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 Peru and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Barbara Tucker to the grime 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sparks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Iggy Pop,
Bluetip,
cv313,
Nation of Ulysses,
Andrew Hill,
Silicon Teens,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Age Steppers,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes,
Unrelated Segments,
X-102,
The Wake,
Sugar Minott,
The Gun Club,
Audionom,
Joy Division,
Agent Orange,
The Velvet Underground,
Alphaville,
Excepter,
Pantaleimon,
Warren Ellis,
Lightning Bolt,
Ralphi Rosario,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alison Limerick,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Walker Brothers,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Supertramp,
the Slits,
Nirvana,
Animal Collective,
Massinfluence,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
Half Japanese,
The Knickerbockers,
The Dead C,
Groovy Waters,
The Mummies,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
The Kinks,
Ronan,
Kas Product,
The Gladiators,
UT,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Monochrome Set,
a-ha,
The Modern Lovers,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Music Machine,
The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap Band, The Gap 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.