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 Bulgaria and from Seoul.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bologna.
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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Mandrill to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cheater Slicks. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Al Stewart,
the Soft Cell,
Hoover,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Joensuu 1685,
This Heat,
Robert Görl,
Lucky Dragons,
Roy Ayers,
MDC,
Bad Manners,
Tomorrow,
Pantytec,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ultravox,
World's Most,
Fatback Band,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lebanon Hanover,
Davy DMX,
ABC,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Fela Kuti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Joey Negro,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Hood,
Cal Tjader,
Nik Kershaw,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
Michelle Simonal,
Mission of Burma,
New York Dolls,
Section 25,
Laurel Aitken,
The Techniques,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Buzzcocks,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Eric Dolphy,
Basic Channel,
Sonic Youth,
Maleditus Sound,
Essential Logic,
Ludus,
Suicide,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Sheep,
Yaz,
Unwound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Amazonics,
The United States of America,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Hill,
The Mummies,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.