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 Kenya and from Philadelphia.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Isaac Hayes to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a These Immortal Souls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
The Star Department,
The Mojo Men,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Leonard Cohen,
Derrick Morgan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Joy Division,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Cale,
Section 25,
Surgeon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Wells,
Outsiders,
The Evens,
Talk Talk,
The J.B.'s,
Grauzone,
Absolute Body Control,
Minny Pops,
Arab on Radar,
Bootsy Collins,
Pole,
China Crisis,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Desert Stars,
Q65,
The Vogues,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric Dolphy,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Seeds,
Gabor Szabo,
Aswad,
Symarip,
Y Pants,
The New Christs,
David Bowie,
Moebius,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lightning Bolt,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mo-Dettes,
Drexciya,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Soulsonic Force,
Brothers Johnson,
Bluetip,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
Minnie Riperton,
Pantaleimon,
Suburban Knight,
Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe, Be Bop Deluxe.
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.