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 Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Birthday Party to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New York Dolls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord 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?
Barrington Levy,
Scientists,
Theoretical Girls,
Idris Muhammad,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Dolphy,
Fluxion,
CMW,
The Trojans,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bad Manners,
The Pop Group,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hardrive,
Blake Baxter,
Malaria!,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Sherman,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Vogues,
Khruangbin,
Rakim,
The Slackers,
Bronski Beat,
Cal Tjader,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Angels of Light,
ABC,
T.S.O.L.,
Sugar Minott,
Zapp,
Bobbi Humphrey,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nik Kershaw,
Talk Talk,
U.S. Maple,
Freddie Wadling,
Massinfluence,
Quando Quango,
Cameo,
Sonic Youth,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Quadrant,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Jerry's Kids,
Organ,
Albert Ayler,
X-101,
Hot Snakes,
Susan Cadogan,
Pylon,
Amon Düül II,
10cc,
Ossler,
Minny Pops,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.