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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord 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 Terrestrial Tones to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 the Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Ice-T,
the Human League,
Animal Collective,
The Real Kids,
Maleditus Sound,
Zero Boys,
Angry Samoans,
Max Romeo,
Quando Quango,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Godley & Creme,
Danielle Patucci,
Anakelly,
OOIOO,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
New Order,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mummies,
Spoonie Gee,
FM Einheit,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Stooges,
Barry Ungar,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Gang Dance,
James White and The Blacks,
Alton Ellis,
Byron Stingily,
Lower 48,
Infiniti,
Bizarre Inc.,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Colin Newman,
New York Dolls,
Avey Tare,
Arcadia,
In Retrospect,
Fela Kuti,
Joyce Sims,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Freddie Wadling,
Thee Headcoats,
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Sneak,
Niagra,
The Toasters,
Piero Umiliani,
Newcleus,
F. McDonald,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gories,
Amazonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soulsonic Force,
Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig, Carl Craig.
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.