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 Guinea-Bissau and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Lebanon Hanover 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 Be Bop Deluxe. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb 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 theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brick,
Warsaw,
The Mojo Men,
Aswad,
Roger Hodgson,
Inner City,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Zeros,
Echospace,
Soulsonic Force,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Gories,
Absolute Body Control,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rapeman,
Pole,
The Stooges,
Electric Prunes,
The Fall,
Peter and Kerry,
Royal Trux,
Barclay James Harvest,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Tears for Fears,
Hardrive,
Radio Birdman,
Patti Smith,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
The Modern Lovers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Tom Boy,
The Standells,
The Sound,
Tres Demented,
Glenn Branca,
Motorama,
David Bowie,
David Axelrod,
Scott Walker,
Avey Tare,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DNA,
Eddi Front,
Simply Red,
Surgeon,
Crash Course in Science,
Adolescents,
Graham Central Station,
The Moody Blues,
The Victims,
Morten Harket,
Dave Gahan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.