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 Jordan and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 OOIOO to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Radiopuhelimet. All the underground hits.
All Mark Hollis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Easy Going,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Newcleus,
New York Dolls,
Terrestrial Tones,
James White and The Blacks,
The Invisible,
Tom Boy,
Intrusion,
Crispian St. Peters,
Smog,
The Five Americans,
Sun Ra,
Gabor Szabo,
Magma,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fugazi,
MDC,
Reagan Youth,
Lee Hazlewood,
Cluster,
Robert Görl,
Ken Boothe,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bluetip,
Tears for Fears,
Sound Behaviour,
Pussy Galore,
Andrew Hill,
Henry Cow,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sixth Finger,
Yellowson,
Grauzone,
Simply Red,
Japan,
Scientists,
The Last Poets,
Hardrive,
Scan 7,
Brand Nubian,
The Dirtbombs,
Little Man,
JFA,
Lungfish,
Ultra Naté,
Lightning Bolt,
Matthew Halsall,
Echospace,
ABBA,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sandy B,
Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel, Jacques Brel.
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.