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 Maldives and from Lagos.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Shoche to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sarah Menescal,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Moody Blues,
Marmalade,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nils Olav,
JFA,
Althea and Donna,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Blackbyrds,
Tommy Roe,
Rufus Thomas,
Royal Trux,
Buzzcocks,
Morten Harket,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
David Bowie,
Dawn Penn,
D'Angelo,
New Age Steppers,
Anakelly,
MC5,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Durutti Column,
David Axelrod,
Marvin Gaye,
Dark Day,
Boogie Down Productions,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Tremeloes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Monochrome Set,
The Vogues,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Depeche Mode,
The Fall,
Country Teasers,
Eurythmics,
MDC,
Roxy Music,
Drexciya,
The Mojo Men,
Simply Red,
The Divine Comedy,
Joey Negro,
James White and The Blacks,
Erykah Badu,
June Days,
Scratch Acid,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Pierre Henry,
Lalann,
Groovy Waters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sällskapet,
Popol Vuh,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.