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 Bhutan and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Gories to the electroclash 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 Kenny Larkin. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott Heron,
Metal Thangz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Stooges,
Anthony Braxton,
U.S. Maple,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Motions,
The Pop Group,
48th St. Collective,
Fear,
Quando Quango,
cv313,
The Walker Brothers,
CMW,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Amazonics,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Mummies,
Leonard Cohen,
Make Up,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Don Cherry,
Gichy Dan,
Pussy Galore,
Motorama,
Idris Muhammad,
Supertramp,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Iggy Pop,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ossler,
The Tremeloes,
Echospace,
Saccharine Trust,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Spoonie Gee,
Public Enemy,
This Heat,
Circle Jerks,
Little Man,
Interpol,
Jandek,
Quadrant,
Visage,
Minny Pops,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mark Hollis,
Rosa Yemen,
Groovy Waters,
Bronski Beat,
Anakelly,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.