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 Pakistan and from Jakarta.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Blancmange to the funk 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Outsiders,
Josef K,
Agitation Free,
the Normal,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
La Düsseldorf,
The Divine Comedy,
Visage,
Q and Not U,
DJ Sneak,
The Music Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
The Barracudas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Das Ding,
Icehouse,
Dead Boys,
Ohio Players,
Eric Dolphy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hashim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Zero Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Alarm Clocks,
Parry Music,
Al Stewart,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Camberwell Now,
The Cramps,
Malaria!,
The Angels of Light,
Khruangbin,
Moss Icon,
Derrick May,
Little Man,
X-101,
Buzzcocks,
Simply Red,
Johnny Osbourne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Morten Harket,
The Busters,
Mars,
Joe Finger,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Roy Ayers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Connie Case,
Susan Cadogan,
Easy Going,
T. Rex,
The Grass Roots,
Mo-Dettes,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.