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 Belgium and from Spokane.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Mo-Dettes to the rap 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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Wolf Eyes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Scientists,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fear,
Swans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Clear Light,
Althea and Donna,
Unrelated Segments,
Los Fastidios,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fuzztones,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tim Buckley,
The Cowsills,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warsaw,
Pylon,
The Music Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Quadrant,
David McCallum,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Reagan Youth,
The Smiths,
Theoretical Girls,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Kinks,
Joey Negro,
The Sound,
Electric Prunes,
The Index,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roger Hodgson,
MDC,
kango's stein massive,
The Mummies,
Buzzcocks,
Bobby Womack,
Lightning Bolt,
The Misunderstood,
Crime,
Rotary Connection,
Franke,
Max Romeo,
Index,
T.S.O.L.,
CMW,
Skriet,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
The Standells,
Duran Duran,
Ossler,
Moss Icon,
L. Decosne,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.