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 Portland.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
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 organ 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 Hasil Adkins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Eli Mardock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Joe & The Fish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Bauhaus,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ice-T,
Rites of Spring,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rosa Yemen,
Alison Limerick,
Ronan,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Tremeloes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Red Krayola,
Parry Music,
Michelle Simonal,
Stereo Dub,
Mandrill,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gong,
The Sound,
The Angels of Light,
Urselle,
Man Eating Sloth,
Howard Jones,
Sixth Finger,
Massinfluence,
Procol Harum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Echospace,
Cymande,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeff Lynne,
Pulsallama,
Von Mondo,
Youth Brigade,
Kaleidoscope,
Neu!,
Royal Trux,
Inner City,
Blake Baxter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Slave,
Swans,
Iggy Pop,
Toni Rubio,
One Last Wish,
Dark Day,
La Düsseldorf,
Monolake,
Eric Copeland,
Popol Vuh,
Infiniti,
Nico,
The Monks,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Young Marble Giants,
Excepter,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.