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 Ecuador and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bill Wells to the techno 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sexual Harrassment,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
In Retrospect,
Unwound,
Nas,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Cecil Taylor,
Young Marble Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Maleditus Sound,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Subhumans,
Roxy Music,
Joyce Sims,
Blossom Toes,
Neil Young,
Sun City Girls,
Stockholm Monsters,
Average White Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sparks,
The Slackers,
Sex Pistols,
Girls At Our Best!,
Silicon Teens,
Alison Limerick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Sheep,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Funkadelic,
Letta Mbulu,
Technova,
Zero Boys,
Quando Quango,
Moss Icon,
Eden Ahbez,
Half Japanese,
R.M.O.,
Cymande,
Pierre Henry,
The Kinks,
the Association,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Smoke,
Mantronix,
Au Pairs,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
David Axelrod,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Dennis Brown,
Clear Light,
Angry Samoans,
The Cowsills,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.