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 Saudi Arabia and from Milan.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Tomorrow to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Alison Limerick,
Todd Terry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fad Gadget,
Wire,
Tres Demented,
Babytalk,
Siglo XX,
Joy Division,
Marvin Gaye,
Sixth Finger,
Theoretical Girls,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
The Beau Brummels,
Harpers Bizarre,
F. McDonald,
Inner City,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Animal Collective,
Procol Harum,
Main Source,
Easy Going,
PIL,
Gerry Rafferty,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Black Sheep,
Dave Gahan,
Zapp,
Ronnie Foster,
Japan,
The Busters,
Absolute Body Control,
June of 44,
JFA,
OOIOO,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masters at Work,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Hill,
Lungfish,
Piero Umiliani,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Birthday Party,
The Pretty Things,
Radiohead,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
X-Ray Spex,
Gichy Dan,
The Mummies,
Average White Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Suicide,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ultimate Spinach,
a-ha,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Niagra,
Barclay James Harvest,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.