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 Antigua and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro 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 Connie Case to the crunk 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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin 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?
Cymande,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
KRS-One,
DJ Sneak,
Joy Division,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pussy Galore,
Monolake,
Mark Hollis,
The Smoke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Slave,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jesper Dahlback,
Little Man,
Scratch Acid,
Essential Logic,
B.T. Express,
Magma,
Junior Murvin,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Easy Going,
Mad Mike,
Lungfish,
Unrelated Segments,
Audionom,
10cc,
Mission of Burma,
CMW,
Hoover,
Nik Kershaw,
The Neon Judgement,
Sandy B,
The Fall,
Section 25,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Neu!,
Stiv Bators,
Deakin,
Clear Light,
Gang Green,
The Saints,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Flag,
Deepchord,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Niagra,
Morten Harket,
Lou Reed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Main Source,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
The Slackers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.