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 Portugal and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 marimba 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 cv313 to the funk 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 David Axelrod. All the underground hits.
All Ultravox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Associates,
The Cramps,
Aaron Thompson,
Simply Red,
The Blues Magoos,
The Invisible,
Scan 7,
Tim Buckley,
Soul II Soul,
Letta Mbulu,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Grass Roots,
Morten Harket,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
OOIOO,
Robert Hood,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mad Mike,
Junior Murvin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joy Division,
Half Japanese,
Make Up,
Nas,
Adolescents,
AZ,
Public Enemy,
The New Christs,
Intrusion,
Flash Fearless,
Robert Wyatt,
The Velvet Underground,
Toni Rubio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Iggy Pop,
Deepchord,
Agitation Free,
PIL,
Severed Heads,
Tomorrow,
Eddi Front,
Minutemen,
Sam Rivers,
Bootsy Collins,
Funky Four + One,
Arthur Verocai,
Blancmange,
Eric Copeland,
Unrelated Segments,
The Standells,
Kas Product,
Pagans,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pole,
Altered Images,
Lucky Dragons,
Prince Buster,
10cc,
The Slackers,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.