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 Haiti and from Tehran.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Circle Jerks to the rap 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 The Fuzztones. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Rekid,
DNA,
Rhythm & Sound,
Depeche Mode,
The Zeros,
Theoretical Girls,
Pulsallama,
Tomorrow,
Deakin,
Whodini,
The Gap Band,
Urselle,
Sandy B,
John Holt,
Aswad,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Christie,
Pole,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Delta 5,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rosa Yemen,
Monolake,
Agitation Free,
Adolescents,
Johnny Osbourne,
Metal Thangz,
The Sonics,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bobby Byrd,
The Fugs,
Dennis Brown,
The Index,
The Blackbyrds,
Aloha Tigers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Neil Young,
the Human League,
Wings,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cheater Slicks,
cv313,
Sparks,
Radiohead,
Bluetip,
The Young Rascals,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Association,
Dead Boys,
FM Einheit,
Scrapy,
Lebanon Hanover,
MDC,
Rites of Spring,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roxette,
Gichy Dan,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.