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 Andorra and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 guitar 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 Soul II Soul to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Slits. All the underground hits.
All Erykah Badu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk 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?
Drive Like Jehu,
Erykah Badu,
Unrelated Segments,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Stiv Bators,
Funky Four + One,
Fad Gadget,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
R.M.O.,
Loose Ends,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Sheep,
Bluetip,
Aural Exciters,
Chrome,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Surgeon,
Idris Muhammad,
Urselle,
Johnny Clarke,
Donny Hathaway,
The Cramps,
Clear Light,
Joyce Sims,
Robert Hood,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Wire,
The Misunderstood,
John Lydon,
Al Stewart,
X-Ray Spex,
Ice-T,
EPMD,
Harmonia,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Sherman,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
LL Cool J,
Hashim,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalann,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Smoke,
Ronan,
Sugar Minott,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
ABC,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Todd Terry,
Steve Hackett,
Cecil Taylor,
Bauhaus,
Main Source,
F. McDonald,
Pantytec,
Deakin,
Black Pus,
Kas Product,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.