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 Thailand and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Curtis Mayfield to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Knickerbockers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet 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?
Massinfluence,
Brick,
Dennis Brown,
Agitation Free,
The Sonics,
Aswad,
The Star Department,
Loose Ends,
Tomorrow,
DNA,
ABC,
Scrapy,
Lalann,
The Selecter,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Section 25,
Sonic Youth,
Chris Corsano,
The Names,
Intrusion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Drexciya,
Black Moon,
Heaven 17,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dark Day,
Yaz,
The Cowsills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rhythm & Sound,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Toasters,
Aaron Thompson,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sexual Harrassment,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Michelle Simonal,
Faraquet,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brothers Johnson,
Rites of Spring,
Cluster,
Erasure,
Dual Sessions,
Tom Boy,
Das Ding,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wings,
Eric Copeland,
Gil Scott Heron,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Glenn Branca,
Television,
Underground Resistance,
Audionom,
Joy Division,
Eddi Front,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.