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 Jamaica and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Dave Clark Five to the disco 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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Simply Red record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tropical Tobacco,
Dead Boys,
Soulsonic Force,
Intrusion,
Chrome,
Sam Rivers,
The Beau Brummels,
John Lydon,
Monks,
Unwound,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Leonard Cohen,
Eric Dolphy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Desert Stars,
Television,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Sherman,
The Cowsills,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lee Hazlewood,
A Certain Ratio,
The Move,
Barbara Tucker,
The Zeros,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Misunderstood,
the Human League,
Ossler,
Kaleidoscope,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Don Cherry,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Soft Cell,
The Busters,
Saccharine Trust,
La Düsseldorf,
Wasted Youth,
Blake Baxter,
Electric Prunes,
Pole,
Laurel Aitken,
Sound Behaviour,
Gastr Del Sol,
X-101,
Jandek,
Bobby Womack,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Associates,
John Foxx,
Franke,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Roy Ayers,
X-Ray Spex,
OOIOO,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wolf Eyes,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.