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 Nepal and from Spokane.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Kurtis Blow to the rap 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fear,
Sarah Menescal,
Surgeon,
Nas,
Robert Hood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Danielle Patucci,
Rotary Connection,
Basic Channel,
Ronan,
Hot Snakes,
Negative Approach,
Easy Going,
John Lydon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Urselle,
Lindisfarne,
The Young Rascals,
The Star Department,
The Gun Club,
Alton Ellis,
F. McDonald,
PIL,
The Stooges,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pussy Galore,
X-Ray Spex,
Thompson Twins,
Das Ding,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Y Pants,
DNA,
David McCallum,
Altered Images,
Peter & Gordon,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Fall,
X-102,
The Vogues,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Seeds,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Brick,
Bobby Womack,
Trumans Water,
Skriet,
The Doobie Brothers,
Section 25,
Robert Görl,
Outsiders,
Deepchord,
John Holt,
The Victims,
Roger Hodgson,
Alice Coltrane,
Kas Product,
JFA,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.