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 Andorra and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 DJ Sneak to the rock 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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All PIL tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Real Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minnie Riperton,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eurythmics,
Ronnie Foster,
Organ,
The Pretty Things,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ituana,
Hasil Adkins,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Electric Prunes,
Black Pus,
Minutemen,
Ponytail,
The Offenders,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Gories,
Albert Ayler,
Pantaleimon,
Blancmange,
B.T. Express,
Pole,
PIL,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Hood,
Cheater Slicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Gichy Dan,
David Bowie,
Suicide,
Tom Boy,
Slick Rick,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Trumans Water,
Peter & Gordon,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Minny Pops,
Gang of Four,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül,
The Skatalites,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
CMW,
Essential Logic,
Surgeon,
Yellowson,
The Names,
Unwound,
Grey Daturas,
The Doors,
Rekid,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant, Quadrant.
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.