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 Uzbekistan and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 808 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 Bush Tetras to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Bang On A Can,
Newcleus,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Minutemen,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thompson Twins,
Ludus,
Sparks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gerry Rafferty,
Absolute Body Control,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rekid,
The United States of America,
The Fortunes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Matthew Bourne,
Dead Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Starr,
Camberwell Now,
Basic Channel,
The Zeros,
Robert Hood,
The Tremeloes,
Wire,
Quantec,
Dark Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Jandek,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dennis Brown,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Star Department,
Matthew Halsall,
Urselle,
Vladislav Delay,
T.S.O.L.,
Section 25,
the Bar-Kays,
Hardrive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Swans,
Flipper,
Man Eating Sloth,
Japan,
Spoonie Gee,
Joy Division,
Suicide,
The J.B.'s,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nick Fraelich,
Agitation Free,
The Evens,
Kaleidoscope,
Aloha Tigers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Khruangbin,
DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style, DJ Style.
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.