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 Saudi Arabia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Mumbai and Manila.
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 chamberlin 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 Lebanon Hanover to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Alphaville tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
Dead Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Stereo Dub,
Josef K,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed,
Delon & Dalcan,
Grey Daturas,
Flamin' Groovies,
Rufus Thomas,
Lungfish,
Bronski Beat,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Gories,
Pharoah Sanders,
Loose Ends,
Al Stewart,
Graham Central Station,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Mr. Review,
Darondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Skarface,
the Soft Cell,
Clear Light,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Piero Umiliani,
Lebanon Hanover,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
One Last Wish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amon Düül II,
Boz Scaggs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultra Naté,
Judy Mowatt,
Harmonia,
The Slackers,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Godley & Creme,
Blossom Toes,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
The Skatalites,
the Swans,
Dawn Penn,
Crash Course in Science,
B.T. Express,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bush Tetras,
Duran Duran,
Davy DMX,
Delta 5,
Nico,
Eric B and Rakim,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Dave Clark Five,
Archie Shepp,
Rotary Connection,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.