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 Chile and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 sitar 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 Peter & Gordon to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moody Blues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Trumans Water,
Monolake,
The Fuzztones,
The Golliwogs,
Heaven 17,
The Busters,
New Order,
Minutemen,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Swans,
Jacques Brel,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
John Lydon,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Skatalites,
Ice-T,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mummies,
10cc,
Thee Headcoats,
John Foxx,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Terry,
Rufus Thomas,
Drive Like Jehu,
Alison Limerick,
Nas,
Gong,
Slave,
Delta 5,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Radio Birdman,
Man Parrish,
Livin' Joy,
KRS-One,
cv313,
Kerrie Biddell,
Dawn Penn,
The Index,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Inner City,
The Human League,
The Remains,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dennis Brown,
Crash Course in Science,
kango's stein massive,
Panda Bear,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
B.T. Express,
Agent Orange,
Gang Green,
Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc., Bizarre Inc..
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.