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 Mexico and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the snare 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 Black Flag to the grunge 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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The American Breed,
PIL,
Clear Light,
Ossler,
Gichy Dan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Letta Mbulu,
Theoretical Girls,
Cybotron,
Technova,
Brand Nubian,
Subhumans,
the Slits,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camberwell Now,
Johnny Clarke,
Andrew Hill,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eric Dolphy,
John Holt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Wolf Eyes,
The Litter,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Infiniti,
The Vogues,
La Düsseldorf,
Ken Boothe,
Eric Copeland,
The Kinks,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Lower 48,
The Buckinghams,
kango's stein massive,
Silicon Teens,
Nas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jandek,
Jesper Dahlback,
K-Klass,
Gong,
Fat Boys,
Flash Fearless,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fugs,
Ponytail,
Magma,
The Searchers,
the Normal,
Zapp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Trumans Water,
X-Ray Spex,
Matthew Bourne,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Das Ding,
New Age Steppers,
The Grass Roots,
Qualms,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.