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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 chamberlin 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 Sun Ra Arkestra to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Johnny Osbourne,
Oneida,
The Dead C,
Q and Not U,
Mars,
Todd Rundgren,
The Cramps,
Young Marble Giants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Tropical Tobacco,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aswad,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Erasure,
Urselle,
Soulsonic Force,
Man Eating Sloth,
KRS-One,
Niagra,
Dorothy Ashby,
Fad Gadget,
Robert Wyatt,
Harpers Bizarre,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Pere Ubu,
Depeche Mode,
Anakelly,
Public Enemy,
Andrew Hill,
Los Fastidios,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
Quando Quango,
Shuggie Otis,
Gabor Szabo,
The Leaves,
EPMD,
James White and The Blacks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Average White Band,
Alison Limerick,
Organ,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rod Modell,
a-ha,
Dennis Brown,
Scratch Acid,
Main Source,
Cheater Slicks,
Y Pants,
Jandek,
The Techniques,
Absolute Body Control,
Magazine,
Kenny Larkin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.