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 Belarus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rufus Thomas to the techno 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Moon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
UT,
Hot Snakes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pylon,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Sound Behaviour,
Davy DMX,
Jeff Lynne,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lalo Schifrin,
Pantytec,
Cameo,
Bob Dylan,
JFA,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cybotron,
New Age Steppers,
ABC,
Patti Smith,
The United States of America,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Victims,
Peter & Gordon,
The Young Rascals,
D'Angelo,
MDC,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Vogues,
Crispy Ambulance,
H. Thieme,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stereo Dub,
China Crisis,
Toni Rubio,
10cc,
The Blues Magoos,
Parry Music,
Chris Corsano,
Lakeside,
Young Marble Giants,
R.M.O.,
Mission of Burma,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Johnny Clarke,
Lalann,
The Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
Moby Grape,
The Standells,
The Count Five,
Lyres,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.