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 Mexico and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Divine Comedy to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Names record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Robert Görl,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sun Ra,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Y Pants,
Moss Icon,
Flash Fearless,
Ten City,
Cymande,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fad Gadget,
Gang Green,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yazoo,
Delta 5,
Eli Mardock,
kango's stein massive,
Pharoah Sanders,
Bad Manners,
Swans,
Alphaville,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Vladislav Delay,
Suicide,
Terrestrial Tones,
Das Ding,
Faust,
Black Sheep,
The Kinks,
The United States of America,
Rakim,
Nils Olav,
Bobby Sherman,
Marc Almond,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed,
Joyce Sims,
CMW,
The Move,
Audionom,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ultra Naté,
The Sonics,
Tommy Roe,
Reuben Wilson,
Cheater Slicks,
The Tremeloes,
Peter & Gordon,
Jeff Mills,
Groovy Waters,
Zapp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Modern Lovers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Wake,
Joensuu 1685,
Jacob Miller,
Japan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.