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 Malta and from London.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Johnny Clarke to the jazz 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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All The Mighty Diamonds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Martian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul II Soul,
Patti Smith,
Television Personalities,
Aswad,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lower 48,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control,
Amon Düül II,
Surgeon,
Television,
Bang On A Can,
Marmalade,
Fear,
Todd Terry,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Fire Engines,
The Wake,
Black Bananas,
Negative Approach,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
Flamin' Groovies,
AZ,
Severed Heads,
Black Sheep,
Kerrie Biddell,
MC5,
T. Rex,
Zapp,
Main Source,
Soulsonic Force,
Panda Bear,
Easy Going,
T.S.O.L.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wings,
Skaos,
The Associates,
The Stooges,
Slick Rick,
Half Japanese,
Saccharine Trust,
Faust,
The Smoke,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-102,
The Evens,
Hasil Adkins,
Los Fastidios,
The Sound,
Slave,
The Velvet Underground,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
48th St. Collective,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bobby Byrd,
Marvin Gaye,
Infiniti,
Schoolly D,
Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones, Terrestrial Tones.
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.