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 Suriname and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 chamberlin 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 Alton Ellis to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
A Certain Ratio,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reagan Youth,
Bad Manners,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scratch Acid,
Outsiders,
Kayak,
Jacob Miller,
The Victims,
Derrick Morgan,
Essential Logic,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fire Engines,
Index,
Suburban Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
The Cure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Parry Music,
The Sound,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Altered Images,
the Germs,
Main Source,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Wyatt,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Ultimate Spinach,
Danielle Patucci,
Ronan,
Clear Light,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mary Jane Girls,
Barbara Tucker,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Ten City,
The Seeds,
Grauzone,
Ultravox,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Misunderstood,
Blake Baxter,
Livin' Joy,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Electric Prunes,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Kinks,
Yazoo,
Gong,
F. McDonald,
The Modern Lovers,
Chris & Cosey,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pussy Galore,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins, The Moleskins.
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.