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 Tanzania and from Accra.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Country Teasers to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Music Machine 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Joe Smooth,
OOIOO,
Oblivians,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Visage,
The Vogues,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bluetip,
The Knickerbockers,
Index,
Masters at Work,
The Stooges,
Don Cherry,
Colin Newman,
Banda Bassotti,
Scientists,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sandy B,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Can,
Moss Icon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Human League,
The Standells,
Model 500,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Five Americans,
Roger Hodgson,
The Monochrome Set,
Jandek,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Aural Exciters,
Albert Ayler,
Bobby Sherman,
Lalann,
ABC,
Janne Schatter,
Man Parrish,
Young Marble Giants,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ituana,
Byron Stingily,
Ultimate Spinach,
Warsaw,
Avey Tare,
Faraquet,
The Durutti Column,
Pet Shop Boys,
Terry Callier,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ornette Coleman,
Mandrill,
Intrusion,
Pulsallama,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soul Sonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Yazoo,
Motorama,
John Cale,
Ronan,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.