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 Spain and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 808 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 The Electric Prunes to the grime 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions 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 '90s.
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 Easy Going 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?
Los Fastidios,
Robert Görl,
Scan 7,
Altered Images,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Dennis Brown,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Hoover,
Vainqueur,
The Trojans,
Aaron Thompson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rufus Thomas,
Matthew Halsall,
T.S.O.L.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Association,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Girls At Our Best!,
Youth Brigade,
Pole,
The Associates,
The Gladiators,
Warsaw,
Reuben Wilson,
Al Stewart,
Ituana,
The Gap Band,
Essential Logic,
Spoonie Gee,
Sam Rivers,
June Days,
Simply Red,
The Vogues,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alton Ellis,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Smoke,
Harry Pussy,
Junior Murvin,
Heaven 17,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Ludus,
The Velvet Underground,
Silicon Teens,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Dorothy Ashby,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sex Pistols,
Kevin Saunderson,
Sun City Girls,
Grey Daturas,
AZ,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Wire,
World's Most,
Bobby Womack,
Todd Terry,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.