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 Malaysia and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 OOIOO to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Terry Callier,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Young Marble Giants,
Rakim,
Liliput,
Junior Murvin,
Dawn Penn,
Iggy Pop,
Scratch Acid,
Siglo XX,
Thompson Twins,
Don Cherry,
Donny Hathaway,
Nick Fraelich,
Glambeats Corp.,
Yaz,
John Holt,
The Stooges,
Grandmaster Flash,
Fatback Band,
Gichy Dan,
China Crisis,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eden Ahbez,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kas Product,
Eric Copeland,
The Young Rascals,
Barbara Tucker,
John Coltrane,
Fugazi,
Tomorrow,
Dual Sessions,
Sun City Girls,
Deepchord,
cv313,
The Fortunes,
R.M.O.,
Reagan Youth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Soft Cell,
Heaven 17,
Bad Manners,
Outsiders,
Monolake,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Alice Coltrane,
Make Up,
Johnny Clarke,
Youth Brigade,
Jimmy McGriff,
Accadde A,
Brand Nubian,
The American Breed,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Moon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
DJ Style,
Aswad,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.