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 Thailand and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Deakin to the grime 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Joe Smooth,
Amazonics,
Ice-T,
David Bowie,
Minny Pops,
David McCallum,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
Alice Coltrane,
Idris Muhammad,
Mission of Burma,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Doors,
The Fugs,
Neu!,
T.S.O.L.,
Drexciya,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Agent Orange,
The Fuzztones,
Severed Heads,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Arthur Verocai,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Symarip,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Moon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slave,
Nation of Ulysses,
Minnie Riperton,
Television,
Subhumans,
Wolf Eyes,
The Neon Judgement,
The Skatalites,
Kaleidoscope,
The Golliwogs,
The Techniques,
The Gun Club,
Shuggie Otis,
Altered Images,
Scion,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lakeside,
Quantec,
the Bar-Kays,
Prince Buster,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sex Pistols,
Fad Gadget,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Trojans,
Roger Hodgson,
Flash Fearless,
The Stooges,
The Gladiators,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.