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 Zambia and from Beijing.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Davy DMX to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra Arkestra 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 '60s 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 Chris Corsano record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gladiators,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed,
Ice-T,
Wings,
Hasil Adkins,
The Martian,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Black Flag,
Make Up,
The Star Department,
The Beau Brummels,
The Velvet Underground,
Desert Stars,
Theoretical Girls,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Golliwogs,
Alphaville,
Crash Course in Science,
Terry Callier,
Mars,
Amon Düül II,
Erasure,
The Toasters,
The Black Dice,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Connie Case,
The Litter,
Ultra Naté,
The Neon Judgement,
Minor Threat,
Todd Terry,
Lungfish,
Camouflage,
Panda Bear,
The Cure,
Siglo XX,
Ken Boothe,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Vladislav Delay,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Camberwell Now,
Jacob Miller,
The Fortunes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Half Japanese,
the Normal,
The Human League,
Jandek,
B.T. Express,
Tom Boy,
MDC,
The Fugs,
Silicon Teens,
Zero Boys,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.