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 China and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 The Pop Group 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 Godley & Creme. All the underground hits.
All The Angels of Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Altered Images record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Moon,
Iggy Pop,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Red Krayola,
Quantec,
The Trojans,
Motorama,
Radiopuhelimet,
Charles Mingus,
ABC,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
Negative Approach,
Das Ding,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neil Young,
Soulsonic Force,
Nico,
Robert Görl,
This Heat,
Jeff Lynne,
Rod Modell,
Ohio Players,
Malaria!,
Cymande,
Howard Jones,
China Crisis,
Bush Tetras,
Danielle Patucci,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Zapp,
New Order,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marine Girls,
Essential Logic,
Massinfluence,
The Smoke,
Brand Nubian,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Fuzztones,
Colin Newman,
Camberwell Now,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
DNA,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Scan 7,
Marcia Griffiths,
Subhumans,
Au Pairs,
Cal Tjader,
Deadbeat,
Josef K,
Schoolly D,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hasil Adkins,
The Gories,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.