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 Cambodia and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Modern Lovers to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Unwound. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Von Mondo,
Niagra,
The Buckinghams,
Massinfluence,
Monolake,
Quadrant,
Rotary Connection,
Nas,
the Bar-Kays,
Dennis Brown,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Althea and Donna,
Wire,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Surgeon,
Guru Guru,
Dual Sessions,
Masters at Work,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Index,
The Neon Judgement,
U.S. Maple,
Fela Kuti,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantaleimon,
Joy Division,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultra Naté,
Main Source,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Star Department,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Moon,
Absolute Body Control,
K-Klass,
Rod Modell,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wally Richardson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mummies,
The Busters,
Lakeside,
OOIOO,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Searchers,
Cymande,
X-102,
Magazine,
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy Collins,
Japan,
Tres Demented,
Howard Jones,
Yusef Lateef,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.