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 Kenya and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Neil Young to the rap 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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Vogues,
The Offenders,
Boredoms,
Von Mondo,
Spandau Ballet,
Rufus Thomas,
World's Most,
Easy Going,
Arthur Verocai,
The New Christs,
Stiv Bators,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Blake Baxter,
Soft Cell,
Zapp,
Crash Course in Science,
Funkadelic,
Sparks,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Red Krayola,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Blues Magoos,
ABBA,
Circle Jerks,
Inner City,
Section 25,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hardrive,
The Real Kids,
kango's stein massive,
Ralphi Rosario,
Monolake,
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
Q and Not U,
China Crisis,
Bang On A Can,
Cluster,
The Litter,
Neu!,
John Lydon,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Darondo,
Symarip,
Barry Ungar,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Patti Smith,
X-101,
Little Man,
Procol Harum,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
MC5,
K-Klass,
Depeche Mode,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.