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 Japan and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Boz Scaggs to the funk 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All The Dirtbombs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Marcia Griffiths,
Rekid,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
Vladislav Delay,
Tim Buckley,
Royal Trux,
Thompson Twins,
Agitation Free,
KRS-One,
Nils Olav,
D'Angelo,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roger Hodgson,
a-ha,
Sound Behaviour,
Grey Daturas,
Erykah Badu,
Bush Tetras,
Josef K,
Pagans,
Kerri Chandler,
Bill Wells,
Tommy Roe,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Iggy Pop,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Susan Cadogan,
Schoolly D,
The Litter,
Anakelly,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Moebius,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fluxion,
Idris Muhammad,
Monks,
Average White Band,
Basic Channel,
Lakeside,
MC5,
Gang Green,
Accadde A,
The Modern Lovers,
Anthony Braxton,
Harmonia,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
Funky Four + One,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rites of Spring,
The Tremeloes,
Jacob Miller,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bauhaus,
T.S.O.L.,
Parry Music,
U.S. Maple,
Steve Hackett,
Warren Ellis,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.