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 United Kingdom and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 theremin 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 Joe Smooth to the grunge 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rites of Spring,
Sandy B,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxette,
Wasted Youth,
Gang Starr,
Crime,
Wings,
Underground Resistance,
Silicon Teens,
Country Teasers,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gastr Del Sol,
Swans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Evens,
The Pop Group,
Hoover,
John Holt,
Aswad,
Khruangbin,
Byron Stingily,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Porter Ricks,
OOIOO,
The Pretty Things,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Quantec,
The Stooges,
The Busters,
Section 25,
Mad Mike,
Tropical Tobacco,
Harry Pussy,
Graham Central Station,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter and Kerry,
Y Pants,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Bootsy Collins,
DNA,
Aaron Thompson,
Nik Kershaw,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Adolescents,
Qualms,
China Crisis,
Barbara Tucker,
Nico,
the Soft Cell,
John Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ohio Players,
The Wake,
Sällskapet,
Pantytec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Japan,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.