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 Guyana and from Philadelphia.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 arpeggiator 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 Black Sheep to the funk 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
The Shadows of Knight,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Ludus,
Harmonia,
The Music Machine,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Matthew Halsall,
Icehouse,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Angels of Light,
Blake Baxter,
Metal Thangz,
The Velvet Underground,
Unrelated Segments,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Busters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Real Kids,
Nico,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Wally Richardson,
Bobby Sherman,
Cymande,
Alphaville,
The New Christs,
MDC,
Marc Almond,
Popol Vuh,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Misunderstood,
Soul II Soul,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New York Dolls,
Lalann,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
John Lydon,
Jeff Lynne,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Los Fastidios,
Adolescents,
Black Sheep,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bluetip,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mantronix,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
PIL,
Oblivians,
The Slits,
Peter and Kerry,
The Kinks,
Moebius,
Delta 5,
Heaven 17,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Procol Harum,
ABC, ABC, ABC, ABC.
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.