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 Estonia and from London.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Royal Family And The Poor to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siglo XX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Prince Buster,
Cymande,
Matthew Halsall,
the Sonics,
The Martian,
Scratch Acid,
Sonny Sharrock,
Cybotron,
Iggy Pop,
the Association,
Barbara Tucker,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zapp,
The Zeros,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Byron Stingily,
ABBA,
Television Personalities,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Flag,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Von Mondo,
Malaria!,
Nirvana,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Soft Cell,
Sight & Sound,
Faraquet,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Joe Finger,
The Fire Engines,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Q and Not U,
Tears for Fears,
Deadbeat,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Barrington Levy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Unwound,
Sugar Minott,
Amazonics,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Fall,
Marmalade,
Agent Orange,
Marine Girls,
Tomorrow,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bob Dylan,
Stereo Dub,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sound Behaviour,
Panda Bear,
Bang On A Can,
Drexciya,
In Retrospect,
Radiohead,
Soul Sonic Force,
Agitation Free,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.