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 Honduras and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Silicon Teens,
Barry Ungar,
R.M.O.,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Starr,
Young Marble Giants,
kango's stein massive,
Vladislav Delay,
Rites of Spring,
Ken Boothe,
Oneida,
Motorama,
Absolute Body Control,
Skriet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stetsasonic,
The Index,
Malaria!,
LL Cool J,
The Saints,
Bluetip,
Ossler,
Wally Richardson,
Aloha Tigers,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
Swans,
The Cure,
Groovy Waters,
Cecil Taylor,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jawbox,
Byron Stingily,
Monolake,
Intrusion,
The Doors,
The Monks,
The Gun Club,
Gerry Rafferty,
a-ha,
Ralphi Rosario,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Grey Daturas,
Heaven 17,
Andrew Hill,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Mission of Burma,
Negative Approach,
Alphaville,
Symarip,
The Young Rascals,
Country Teasers,
Robert Wyatt,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wire,
The Martian,
The Happenings,
The New Christs,
T. Rex,
Agitation Free,
The Tremeloes,
The Blackbyrds,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.