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 Honduras and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Echospace to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Colin Newman,
Zapp,
Cecil Taylor,
The Martian,
Malaria!,
Parry Music,
Pussy Galore,
Pole,
Accadde A,
Erykah Badu,
The Standells,
the Slits,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Tubeway Army,
David McCallum,
Sonny Sharrock,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rekid,
Donny Hathaway,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Hashim,
Bush Tetras,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gap Band,
Minor Threat,
Shuggie Otis,
Quando Quango,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Dual Sessions,
Los Fastidios,
Swell Maps,
Icehouse,
The Misunderstood,
Groovy Waters,
Stetsasonic,
Byron Stingily,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Electric Prunes,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Clarke,
D'Angelo,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick Morgan,
Young Marble Giants,
Cluster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
X-102,
The Doors,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moby Grape,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Chris Corsano,
Gichy Dan,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.