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 Australia and from Lyon.
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 Mexico City and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Theoretical Girls to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Simply Red,
Eurythmics,
Stereo Dub,
Little Man,
Kayak,
Johnny Clarke,
cv313,
Technova,
The Moody Blues,
the Association,
Wings,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Soft Cell,
Boz Scaggs,
Organ,
Gregory Isaacs,
David McCallum,
The Angels of Light,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
David Bowie,
The Associates,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
MDC,
Reagan Youth,
The Trojans,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Charles Mingus,
Sam Rivers,
Lou Reed,
Audionom,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scrapy,
Scan 7,
The United States of America,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Warren Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
The Victims,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kaleidoscope,
Average White Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anakelly,
Bobby Sherman,
The Flesh Eaters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Hutcherson,
OOIOO,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Donny Hathaway,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Hasil Adkins,
Dark Day,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Tears for Fears,
Joe Finger,
Graham Central Station,
Faust,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Green,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.