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 Palau and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Swans to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Pantaleimon,
The Techniques,
Ossler,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Lynne,
Isaac Hayes,
Arthur Verocai,
Shoche,
Hardrive,
Brothers Johnson,
Adolescents,
PIL,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cymande,
Delon & Dalcan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Tremeloes,
Faust,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
The Human League,
Donald Byrd,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fat Boys,
ABC,
The Shadows of Knight,
Barry Ungar,
David Axelrod,
Bauhaus,
Tomorrow,
The Count Five,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skarface,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Hood,
Slick Rick,
Nico,
Cecil Taylor,
The Birthday Party,
Al Stewart,
Ten City,
Scion,
Q65,
DNA,
Y Pants,
Fugazi,
Supertramp,
Negative Approach,
Janne Schatter,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Essential Logic,
Deadbeat,
Swell Maps,
Suburban Knight,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash,
Cal Tjader,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.