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 Guatemala and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Ultravox to the electroclash 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 Girls At Our Best!. All the underground hits.
All H. Thieme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grauzone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scientists,
The Golliwogs,
Mary Jane Girls,
X-101,
Rites of Spring,
Scion,
Godley & Creme,
Quando Quango,
Unwound,
Chris Corsano,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Foxx,
Robert Wyatt,
Average White Band,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sandy B,
the Bar-Kays,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pole,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sarah Menescal,
Black Bananas,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Johnny Clarke,
Terry Callier,
Eric B and Rakim,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Reuben Wilson,
Supertramp,
Bobby Sherman,
The Tremeloes,
Eddi Front,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Dead C,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cheater Slicks,
June of 44,
Stiv Bators,
Fugazi,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Holt,
The J.B.'s,
Mission of Burma,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pagans,
Icehouse,
The Pretty Things,
The Fuzztones,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
Scrapy,
10cc,
Aaron Thompson,
Kerri Chandler,
Dark Day,
Groovy Waters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.