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 Fiji and from Manchester.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bronski Beat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Todd Terry,
Shuggie Otis,
Andrew Hill,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Q and Not U,
Erykah Badu,
Mark Hollis,
Joey Negro,
Minny Pops,
Mars,
Moebius,
Fatback Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gories,
Oneida,
Easy Going,
the Human League,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bad Manners,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Birthday Party,
Marvin Gaye,
T. Rex,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blake Baxter,
The Busters,
Arab on Radar,
Iggy Pop,
Oblivians,
The Count Five,
Can,
Dark Day,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Minutemen,
Vainqueur,
Suicide,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Marmalade,
Archie Shepp,
Neu!,
Crooked Eye,
Aural Exciters,
Yusef Lateef,
Letta Mbulu,
Scratch Acid,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Adolescents,
Rakim,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Doobie Brothers,
Man Parrish,
Howard Jones,
Pole,
Sun Ra,
Average White Band,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.