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 Germany 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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Amon Düül to the rock 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Foxx,
Brass Construction,
The Last Poets,
This Heat,
The Zeros,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Slave,
Tommy Roe,
The Stooges,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Electric Prunes,
The Selecter,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Underground Resistance,
Masters at Work,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Minor Threat,
Erykah Badu,
Television,
Flash Fearless,
The Black Dice,
Stereo Dub,
The Count Five,
Kerri Chandler,
The Star Department,
The Moody Blues,
Arcadia,
U.S. Maple,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Remains,
The Gladiators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marmalade,
Deepchord,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Misunderstood,
Guru Guru,
Kurtis Blow,
Jawbox,
Kas Product,
Flamin' Groovies,
Smog,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sugar Minott,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scion,
The Golliwogs,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed,
New Order,
48th St. Collective,
Funky Four + One,
Icehouse,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeff Mills,
The Offenders,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.