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 Bahamas and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
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 synthesizer 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 Drexciya to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All Bill Near tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Zeros,
Talk Talk,
Eddi Front,
Arab on Radar,
Minny Pops,
The Tremeloes,
The Divine Comedy,
Junior Murvin,
LL Cool J,
The Young Rascals,
The Names,
Eric Copeland,
John Cale,
Massinfluence,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stetsasonic,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yazoo,
UT,
The Detroit Cobras,
Erasure,
Desert Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
Inner City,
Kool Moe Dee,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Black Flag,
Ludus,
Josef K,
Arcadia,
Model 500,
Banda Bassotti,
Alphaville,
Procol Harum,
Gang Green,
Accadde A,
Kenny Larkin,
Panda Bear,
Public Enemy,
Peter & Gordon,
Sound Behaviour,
The Walker Brothers,
Bad Manners,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rod Modell,
The Black Dice,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Whodini,
10cc,
Monks,
Nils Olav,
Wasted Youth,
Jimmy McGriff,
Easy Going,
Connie Case,
Lower 48,
Los Fastidios,
The Grass Roots,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.