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 Austria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Michael McDonald 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 Standells to the electroclash 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Masters at Work,
Mo-Dettes,
Basic Channel,
Jawbox,
Liliput,
June Days,
The Mummies,
Funkadelic,
China Crisis,
Electric Light Orchestra,
T. Rex,
Bob Dylan,
Metal Thangz,
Echospace,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shoche,
Cameo,
Amon Düül II,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Porter Ricks,
Graham Central Station,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Cecil Taylor,
Das Ding,
Bronski Beat,
The Raincoats,
Juan Atkins,
Cymande,
Ultra Naté,
The Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vladislav Delay,
The Beau Brummels,
Grey Daturas,
Pierre Henry,
Steve Hackett,
Faraquet,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sex Pistols,
Gichy Dan,
Crispian St. Peters,
Donny Hathaway,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Negative Approach,
Lou Reed,
Traffic Nightmare,
Radio Birdman,
Massinfluence,
Jeff Mills,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soulsonic Force,
DNA,
Section 25,
Quantec,
Wire,
The Blackbyrds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.