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 Libya and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare 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 Infiniti to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
China Crisis,
Chris & Cosey,
Howard Jones,
The Red Krayola,
Radiohead,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Absolute Body Control,
Vainqueur,
Country Joe & The Fish,
David Axelrod,
Zero Boys,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Shuggie Otis,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ornette Coleman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Liliput,
Bronski Beat,
Fad Gadget,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Organ,
The Neon Judgement,
Sunsets and Hearts,
10cc,
The Searchers,
Arab on Radar,
Fat Boys,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dead C,
Vladislav Delay,
Circle Jerks,
Rekid,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lakeside,
Country Teasers,
The Residents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Smoke,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Basic Channel,
48th St. Collective,
Pulsallama,
Man Eating Sloth,
Interpol,
the Sonics,
Wings,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eli Mardock,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker,
Black Flag,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.