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 Luxembourg and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Bronski Beat to the grime 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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
Hasil Adkins,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Scan 7,
PIL,
Harpers Bizarre,
Slick Rick,
Goldenarms,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
Ohio Players,
Main Source,
Barrington Levy,
Anakelly,
Davy DMX,
Kayak,
Scratch Acid,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gories,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scion,
The Raincoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Soft Machine,
Soulsonic Force,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magazine,
Skaos,
The American Breed,
Laurel Aitken,
The Count Five,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aswad,
The Monochrome Set,
the Sonics,
Urselle,
Cymande,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Joensuu 1685,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faraquet,
Alton Ellis,
the Soft Cell,
Kurtis Blow,
H. Thieme,
Smog,
Junior Murvin,
Yellowson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mandrill,
Von Mondo,
Pole,
Tres Demented,
The Trojans,
LL Cool J,
Judy Mowatt,
The Happenings,
Patti Smith,
The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s, The J.B.'s.
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.