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 Cameroon and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 oboe 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 Matthew Bourne to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joyce Sims. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real Kids 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Oneida,
Bronski Beat,
Curtis Mayfield,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Angry Samoans,
Kas Product,
Wire,
Fat Boys,
The Star Department,
Tommy Roe,
Y Pants,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kayak,
Yazoo,
Lower 48,
T.S.O.L.,
Tears for Fears,
Whodini,
John Cale,
Stereo Dub,
Ultravox,
The Kinks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kenny Larkin,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
UT,
The Doors,
Pet Shop Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Basic Channel,
Colin Newman,
Absolute Body Control,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Grass Roots,
The Fall,
Scrapy,
New Order,
Qualms,
R.M.O.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
David Axelrod,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Faraquet,
The Slackers,
Hot Snakes,
X-101,
Marine Girls,
MDC,
Eric Copeland,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
In Retrospect,
Drexciya,
Alison Limerick,
AZ,
Au Pairs,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Flag,
Todd Rundgren,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.