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 Cambodia and from Toronto.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Womack record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Monolake,
The Selecter,
Eden Ahbez,
Dennis Brown,
Ultravox,
Jerry's Kids,
The Standells,
Joe Finger,
Skarface,
Accadde A,
John Holt,
Lindisfarne,
Judy Mowatt,
Albert Ayler,
The Moody Blues,
Black Moon,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Red Krayola,
Inner City,
The Pretty Things,
New Age Steppers,
The Blues Magoos,
Grandmaster Flash,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Audionom,
The Monochrome Set,
Jawbox,
the Germs,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Leaves,
Rotary Connection,
Bronski Beat,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
Barbara Tucker,
Jesper Dahlback,
Flipper,
The Dave Clark Five,
Nick Fraelich,
Popol Vuh,
The Busters,
Royal Trux,
Bill Near,
Boz Scaggs,
Sexual Harrassment,
Masters at Work,
Dawn Penn,
Ponytail,
Ultra Naté,
Cecil Taylor,
the Fania All-Stars,
Fear,
Malaria!,
Graham Central Station,
Moss Icon,
The Fire Engines,
Bluetip,
Delta 5,
Heaven 17,
Television,
The Victims,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.