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 El Salvador and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord 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 Terrestrial Tones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stetsasonic,
Roxette,
Robert Görl,
Fad Gadget,
Drive Like Jehu,
Marvin Gaye,
Sun Ra,
Brass Construction,
Monolake,
Wasted Youth,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gap Band,
The Cure,
Sam Rivers,
Lightning Bolt,
Sonic Youth,
Lucky Dragons,
Derrick May,
The Raincoats,
Can,
Organ,
Erykah Badu,
Zero Boys,
Amazonics,
Anakelly,
Yazoo,
Visage,
kango's stein massive,
Zapp,
Arcadia,
Bang On A Can,
Wally Richardson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rhythm & Sound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Rakim,
Thee Headcoats,
The Remains,
Eddi Front,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Slick Rick,
Angry Samoans,
Groovy Waters,
Easy Going,
Mandrill,
The Beau Brummels,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Marshall Jefferson,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
MC5,
Aswad,
The Dead C,
The Smoke,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Deadbeat,
Nation of Ulysses,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sarah Menescal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.