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 Sri Lanka and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 marimba 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 Eddi Front to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deakin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Ornette Coleman,
Average White Band,
This Heat,
Niagra,
Essential Logic,
Faust,
Derrick May,
Loose Ends,
Flipper,
Drive Like Jehu,
Nation of Ulysses,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ice-T,
Eurythmics,
Skriet,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tears for Fears,
Davy DMX,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Christie,
Pulsallama,
The Monks,
Hoover,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fall,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Clarke,
Peter & Gordon,
Pole,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sandy B,
Tres Demented,
Lou Reed,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
DJ Sneak,
Eric B and Rakim,
Joe Finger,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tim Buckley,
the Fania All-Stars,
Robert Görl,
The Tremeloes,
Tommy Roe,
Visage,
Pylon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rapeman,
Gang of Four,
Motorama,
Infiniti,
John Foxx,
Todd Rundgren,
EPMD,
Grey Daturas,
Ralphi Rosario,
Jeff Lynne,
Newcleus,
Minnie Riperton,
Sarah Menescal,
Delta 5,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.