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 Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
John Coltrane,
The Beau Brummels,
The Human League,
Whodini,
Alton Ellis,
Goldenarms,
Outsiders,
Marmalade,
Vainqueur,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Human League,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sällskapet,
Blake Baxter,
Jacques Brel,
U.S. Maple,
Reuben Wilson,
Animal Collective,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Throbbing Gristle,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Stooges,
Talk Talk,
Neu!,
Moss Icon,
B.T. Express,
The Red Krayola,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pantytec,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Juan Atkins,
Stiv Bators,
Johnny Clarke,
Theoretical Girls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Swell Maps,
Severed Heads,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Skarface,
Funkadelic,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker,
the Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Stockholm Monsters,
Andrew Hill,
Iggy Pop,
The Knickerbockers,
Porter Ricks,
R.M.O.,
Anakelly,
Masters at Work,
Ludus,
Q and Not U,
Wings,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skaos,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.