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 the UAE and from Winnipeg.
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 Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Second Layer 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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Lee Hazlewood,
Brick,
Bluetip,
DNA,
The Standells,
Brass Construction,
Quadrant,
Black Sheep,
The Monochrome Set,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Audionom,
The Evens,
Siglo XX,
The Zeros,
Dennis Brown,
John Foxx,
Ultimate Spinach,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Max Romeo,
Lalo Schifrin,
Archie Shepp,
The Motions,
Gerry Rafferty,
Robert Wyatt,
Stereo Dub,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Livin' Joy,
Bob Dylan,
New Order,
David McCallum,
E-Dancer,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Talk Talk,
K-Klass,
Arab on Radar,
Outsiders,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Hood,
China Crisis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
MC5,
Boz Scaggs,
Niagra,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
KRS-One,
Sun Ra,
Index,
Ohio Players,
Easy Going,
Funky Four + One,
Supertramp,
Matthew Halsall,
Wolf Eyes,
Von Mondo,
Dead Boys,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.