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 Nepal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 chamberlin 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 X-Ray Spex to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Shuggie Otis. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Porter Ricks 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare 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 theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Bobby Byrd,
Interpol,
Average White Band,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jawbox,
Gang Gang Dance,
David McCallum,
Morten Harket,
Drive Like Jehu,
Max Romeo,
Henry Cow,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Invisible,
Lakeside,
Gastr Del Sol,
Deadbeat,
Little Man,
Pantytec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-101,
Marvin Gaye,
Ronan,
Kayak,
Bizarre Inc.,
Theoretical Girls,
Ituana,
Stetsasonic,
Malaria!,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Litter,
Joe Smooth,
Audionom,
Massinfluence,
Wire,
Quando Quango,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sun Ra,
The Durutti Column,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Finger,
Gang Starr,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
Aural Exciters,
Alison Limerick,
Chris Corsano,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Schoolly D,
The Trojans,
Heaven 17,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Cybotron,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.