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 Malaysia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 harpsichord 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 Idris Muhammad to the jazz 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
Bronski Beat,
The Gun Club,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sparks,
Throbbing Gristle,
David McCallum,
Robert Görl,
Ken Boothe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Stereo Dub,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Fall,
Con Funk Shun,
Arcadia,
Danielle Patucci,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Max Romeo,
Bob Dylan,
Ronnie Foster,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fuzztones,
Siglo XX,
Alice Coltrane,
Youth Brigade,
Niagra,
Kurtis Blow,
Simply Red,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Moleskins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yellowson,
Laurel Aitken,
Angry Samoans,
Pere Ubu,
Sixth Finger,
Blake Baxter,
The Moody Blues,
Animal Collective,
Reagan Youth,
Soul II Soul,
Terry Callier,
Trumans Water,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alton Ellis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eric B and Rakim,
CMW,
Adolescents,
The Names,
Minutemen,
D'Angelo,
Judy Mowatt,
Delta 5,
New Order,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Buzzcocks,
Pharoah Sanders,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.