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 Mexico and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
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 Dual Sessions 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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Davy DMX,
Minny Pops,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soul Sonic Force,
Groovy Waters,
Slave,
The Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Ornette Coleman,
Quadrant,
Pylon,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Leaves,
Eve St. Jones,
Gerry Rafferty,
Unrelated Segments,
Aural Exciters,
The Music Machine,
Ten City,
Funkadelic,
The Red Krayola,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Livin' Joy,
Nirvana,
Fatback Band,
Das Ding,
JFA,
Chrome,
Lower 48,
Ludus,
The Real Kids,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Associates,
The Smoke,
Fad Gadget,
Boogie Down Productions,
Dennis Brown,
Suburban Knight,
The Toasters,
Subhumans,
Roxette,
B.T. Express,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Anakelly,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Q and Not U,
Freddie Wadling,
the Human League,
Isaac Hayes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gun Club,
Sonic Youth,
Excepter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Cal Tjader,
Babytalk,
Leonard Cohen,
Echospace,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.