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 Netherlands and from Mexico City.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Agitation Free to the disco 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 Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Radio Birdman,
Black Moon,
Darondo,
Joey Negro,
Kayak,
The Divine Comedy,
Second Layer,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Chris Corsano,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Moody Blues,
Isaac Hayes,
Michelle Simonal,
The Velvet Underground,
The Human League,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cymande,
Y Pants,
Clear Light,
The Gories,
The American Breed,
Zapp,
H. Thieme,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Cowsills,
The Victims,
Agent Orange,
Newcleus,
The Sound,
Oneida,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Harry Pussy,
Juan Atkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jandek,
Masters at Work,
Swans,
The Blackbyrds,
Pierre Henry,
Television Personalities,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Moby Grape,
The Tremeloes,
Mantronix,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Brick,
The Five Americans,
Tom Boy,
The Misunderstood,
The Angels of Light,
The Gladiators,
The Smiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marc Almond,
Basic Channel,
Scion,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bobby Womack,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.