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 Madagascar and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Camouflage to the grunge 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Severed Heads record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Marc Almond,
Television Personalities,
Hoover,
Tommy Roe,
Nico,
Kenny Larkin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Fortunes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Derrick May,
EPMD,
Charles Mingus,
Pulsallama,
Minor Threat,
Whodini,
Camouflage,
In Retrospect,
Symarip,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Organ,
Nation of Ulysses,
Susan Cadogan,
Faraquet,
La Düsseldorf,
Nik Kershaw,
Mark Hollis,
New York Dolls,
cv313,
Wally Richardson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lucky Dragons,
U.S. Maple,
Hasil Adkins,
Model 500,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ornette Coleman,
Von Mondo,
Rapeman,
World's Most,
The Invisible,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
The Victims,
Flipper,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
Echospace,
Prince Buster,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ohio Players,
Altered Images,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.