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 Panama and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Duran Duran to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Toasters 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
the Fania All-Stars,
Scan 7,
Rhythm & Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Happenings,
Desert Stars,
Mantronix,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Seeds,
The Birthday Party,
The Move,
Eddi Front,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Residents,
Icehouse,
Rufus Thomas,
Lightning Bolt,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sun Ra,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Standells,
Pagans,
Aural Exciters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Section 25,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Raincoats,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bad Manners,
JFA,
Joe Smooth,
Susan Cadogan,
Con Funk Shun,
the Human League,
Brothers Johnson,
Maurizio,
Massinfluence,
Duran Duran,
Boredoms,
Bootsy Collins,
Lalo Schifrin,
Panda Bear,
Model 500,
Television Personalities,
The Golliwogs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Hashim,
Babytalk,
Black Bananas,
Lalann,
The Modern Lovers,
Jandek,
Cameo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sarah Menescal,
Kurtis Blow,
Tres Demented,
The Dirtbombs,
Khruangbin,
Arthur Verocai,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.