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 Angola and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 ABC to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Move record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crash Course in Science,
cv313,
Icehouse,
Eric Copeland,
Severed Heads,
Blancmange,
Unwound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Grandmaster Flash,
Thompson Twins,
The Birthday Party,
Rotary Connection,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lou Christie,
Chris Corsano,
The Gladiators,
Hasil Adkins,
Stiv Bators,
Unrelated Segments,
Nirvana,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bobby Sherman,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jandek,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Happenings,
Gabor Szabo,
Cal Tjader,
Minor Threat,
Brand Nubian,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra,
Arthur Verocai,
T.S.O.L.,
Joe Finger,
Johnny Clarke,
the Association,
Smog,
Motorama,
Von Mondo,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cymande,
Monks,
Cameo,
Barclay James Harvest,
Freddie Wadling,
Jerry Gold Smith,
David Axelrod,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Duran Duran,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bootsy Collins,
The Moleskins,
Joy Division,
Pulsallama,
The Fire Engines,
Anthony Braxton,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The New Christs,
The Offenders,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.