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 Slovenia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare 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 the Normal to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aswad 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 a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
LL Cool J,
The Tremeloes,
Howard Jones,
Cecil Taylor,
The Skatalites,
Ituana,
Nico,
The Moleskins,
Pulsallama,
The Durutti Column,
Gang Starr,
Lucky Dragons,
Underground Resistance,
The Smiths,
Wasted Youth,
Swell Maps,
Neu!,
ABBA,
The Fortunes,
Technova,
Eurythmics,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter & Gordon,
Crispian St. Peters,
Hasil Adkins,
Derrick Morgan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Man Parrish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gabor Szabo,
Lower 48,
Drexciya,
Saccharine Trust,
World's Most,
The Black Dice,
Young Marble Giants,
Quadrant,
Public Enemy,
The Divine Comedy,
The Trojans,
Japan,
Bobby Sherman,
Harmonia,
Ronan,
New Age Steppers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Lebanon Hanover,
Boogie Down Productions,
Joyce Sims,
X-Ray Spex,
Hot Snakes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oblivians,
Heaven 17,
Neil Young,
Rosa Yemen,
UT,
Symarip,
8 Eyed Spy,
Arab on Radar,
Bluetip,
The Beau Brummels,
Sugar Minott,
Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans, Subhumans.
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.