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 Indonesia and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Altered Images to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All The Evens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Connie Case,
A Certain Ratio,
Lindisfarne,
Interpol,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minny Pops,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Glambeats Corp.,
Blake Baxter,
JFA,
June of 44,
the Association,
Guru Guru,
Albert Ayler,
Rites of Spring,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bill Wells,
Barbara Tucker,
Alphaville,
Unrelated Segments,
The Victims,
the Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Byron Stingily,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Stiv Bators,
Liliput,
Harmonia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Kerrie Biddell,
Icehouse,
The Fall,
Lower 48,
Eden Ahbez,
The Move,
The Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
The Misunderstood,
Blossom Toes,
Scrapy,
T.S.O.L.,
Yazoo,
Animal Collective,
Essential Logic,
Zero Boys,
The Count Five,
Newcleus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Eric Dolphy,
Henry Cow,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
The Gun Club,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anakelly,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Outsiders,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.