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 Lithuania and from Tehran.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Boredoms to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Qualms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Joyce Sims,
Drexciya,
The J.B.'s,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Janne Schatter,
Saccharine Trust,
Fela Kuti,
Malaria!,
Sonny Sharrock,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric Copeland,
Cymande,
Marmalade,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-102,
Aaron Thompson,
Masters at Work,
The Martian,
Unrelated Segments,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tommy Roe,
The Fire Engines,
Duran Duran,
David Bowie,
Pole,
The Mojo Men,
Pantytec,
Eddi Front,
Japan,
The Searchers,
OOIOO,
Technova,
Chrome,
New York Dolls,
the Sonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Halsall,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Real Kids,
Adolescents,
Au Pairs,
Robert Wyatt,
Colin Newman,
The Names,
The Human League,
Sixth Finger,
Joe Smooth,
The Cure,
Sarah Menescal,
James White and The Blacks,
Yazoo,
Lyres,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Q65,
Yusef Lateef,
Rod Modell,
Model 500,
Buzzcocks,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.