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 Norway and from Jakarta.
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 Bremen and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Wake to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Gichy Dan,
Reuben Wilson,
Ken Boothe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Roxy Music,
Youth Brigade,
Flamin' Groovies,
Hashim,
Spandau Ballet,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
David Bowie,
Dark Day,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The New Christs,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Donald Byrd,
The Sound,
the Fania All-Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Ohio Players,
Joe Smooth,
Reagan Youth,
Morten Harket,
Marine Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Alphaville,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Music Machine,
Das Ding,
Johnny Clarke,
E-Dancer,
Marmalade,
Duran Duran,
the Germs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Glenn Branca,
The Stooges,
The Divine Comedy,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ossler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
cv313,
Unrelated Segments,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Wire,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Inner City,
Robert Hood,
Barrington Levy,
The Beau Brummels,
Accadde A,
The Zeros,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The J.B.'s,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.