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 Laos and from London.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 Motions to the grime 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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lakeside,
MC5,
Lyres,
Mark Hollis,
Sound Behaviour,
The Real Kids,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Smoke,
Trumans Water,
The Monochrome Set,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Darondo,
Porter Ricks,
Marc Almond,
Little Man,
Circle Jerks,
Jacob Miller,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Fugs,
X-101,
The Dirtbombs,
John Lydon,
The Saints,
Outsiders,
Qualms,
Swell Maps,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Birthday Party,
Television,
Spandau Ballet,
Make Up,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Matthew Bourne,
The Moody Blues,
Kayak,
The Gories,
Rites of Spring,
The Monks,
Man Parrish,
Bauhaus,
Ken Boothe,
Goldenarms,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
Zero Boys,
Public Image Ltd.,
Smog,
Lucky Dragons,
Quantec,
In Retrospect,
Flash Fearless,
Eric Dolphy,
The Martian,
Maleditus Sound,
The Seeds,
L. Decosne,
Jawbox,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.