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 Samoa and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Charles Mingus to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Alphaville,
The Victims,
Glenn Branca,
Television,
Derrick Morgan,
The United States of America,
Bronski Beat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Reuben Wilson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Funkadelic,
Surgeon,
JFA,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tim Buckley,
Lightning Bolt,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eden Ahbez,
Yazoo,
The Black Dice,
The Residents,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Absolute Body Control,
Gastr Del Sol,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Harry Pussy,
The Mojo Men,
Trumans Water,
KRS-One,
Aloha Tigers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The American Breed,
Black Moon,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ohio Players,
Second Layer,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Searchers,
Black Flag,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kayak,
Andrew Hill,
Lyres,
Crash Course in Science,
Al Stewart,
Grauzone,
In Retrospect,
The Standells,
The Mummies,
Porter Ricks,
Anthony Braxton,
Tropical Tobacco,
Moebius,
Metal Thangz,
Matthew Bourne,
Alice Coltrane,
The Electric Prunes,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.