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 Belgium and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Panda Bear to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faust record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Chris & Cosey,
Pole,
Hasil Adkins,
The Mojo Men,
Newcleus,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glambeats Corp.,
David Bowie,
Lucky Dragons,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Television,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
Quando Quango,
Loose Ends,
Fat Boys,
Talk Talk,
Cal Tjader,
Ponytail,
The Velvet Underground,
Das Ding,
The Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Last Poets,
Lou Christie,
Mars,
Nas,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick May,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Audionom,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Dave Clark Five,
JFA,
The Index,
Warren Ellis,
The Flesh Eaters,
Juan Atkins,
Lindisfarne,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Invisible,
Desert Stars,
Rufus Thomas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Barbara Tucker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Josef K,
Tears for Fears,
The Fire Engines,
Barry Ungar,
Crispian St. Peters,
Khruangbin,
Von Mondo,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.