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 Ghana and from Manila.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Grey Daturas to the jazz 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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All La Düsseldorf tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobbi Humphrey record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
The Martian,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Au Pairs,
Bill Near,
Tim Buckley,
Con Funk Shun,
Rod Modell,
Bush Tetras,
Cecil Taylor,
Wasted Youth,
Juan Atkins,
Joe Smooth,
The Motions,
Procol Harum,
The Last Poets,
Joensuu 1685,
Derrick Morgan,
Jacques Brel,
Icehouse,
Flipper,
World's Most,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Buzzcocks,
Gabor Szabo,
Sex Pistols,
Soulsonic Force,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
a-ha,
Anakelly,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Theoretical Girls,
Maurizio,
Pierre Henry,
Scott Walker,
Chris & Cosey,
10cc,
The Move,
Minnie Riperton,
The Invisible,
Mad Mike,
The Searchers,
Hashim,
The Toasters,
The Saints,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Todd Rundgren,
Roger Hodgson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
Angry Samoans,
Royal Trux,
The Music Machine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sound Behaviour,
Sixth Finger,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.