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 Kiribati and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 chamberlin 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 Vainqueur to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fifty Foot Hose,
Jandek,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Moby Grape,
Swell Maps,
The Searchers,
Janne Schatter,
Laurel Aitken,
Aural Exciters,
Scan 7,
the Slits,
Delta 5,
Lalann,
Flipper,
The Birthday Party,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Television,
Little Man,
Bizarre Inc.,
Dual Sessions,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Underground Resistance,
Visage,
The Zeros,
Sonic Youth,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Knickerbockers,
Loose Ends,
Mantronix,
Darondo,
These Immortal Souls,
Mo-Dettes,
Monks,
Fluxion,
Bob Dylan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Half Japanese,
B.T. Express,
Pylon,
Rites of Spring,
Lakeside,
Arab on Radar,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marmalade,
Kool Moe Dee,
KRS-One,
Jeff Lynne,
Basic Channel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deepchord,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Dead Boys,
Sight & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Pierre Henry,
Mark Hollis,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Offenders,
Television Personalities,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.