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 Croatia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Public Image Ltd. to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Black Pus tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Soft Cell,
Technova,
Animal Collective,
Skriet,
Bronski Beat,
Youth Brigade,
Black Pus,
KRS-One,
Mark Hollis,
Visage,
Ronnie Foster,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cybotron,
Big Daddy Kane,
Al Stewart,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Matthew Halsall,
Grauzone,
The Fortunes,
the Bar-Kays,
Echospace,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sex Pistols,
Chris & Cosey,
The Golliwogs,
Thompson Twins,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Pop Group,
the Human League,
Charles Mingus,
Skaos,
The Evens,
Anthony Braxton,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Fall,
Marmalade,
The Gladiators,
OOIOO,
Dorothy Ashby,
Isaac Hayes,
Buzzcocks,
Eddi Front,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gichy Dan,
The Names,
The Music Machine,
Parry Music,
ABC,
Aural Exciters,
Soft Machine,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
The Happenings,
Mary Jane Girls,
Little Man,
Outsiders,
Accadde A,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.