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 United States and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 10cc to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott Heron,
JFA,
Mark Hollis,
Skarface,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Basic Channel,
The Fugs,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Depeche Mode,
Black Flag,
Tears for Fears,
Danielle Patucci,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ultra Naté,
Ultravox,
Nik Kershaw,
Janne Schatter,
Cheater Slicks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lindisfarne,
Pierre Henry,
Whodini,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scientists,
One Last Wish,
LL Cool J,
Sarah Menescal,
The Moleskins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Pagans,
Frankie Knuckles,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lakeside,
Joensuu 1685,
Hot Snakes,
Avey Tare,
The Residents,
Susan Cadogan,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Adolescents,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
CMW,
Tommy Roe,
The Fortunes,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dead Boys,
The Fuzztones,
The Dirtbombs,
Tubeway Army,
Liliput,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.