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 Cape Verde and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
The Cowsills,
Quadrant,
Terry Callier,
Underground Resistance,
The Busters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Black Pus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kaleidoscope,
Bob Dylan,
The Last Poets,
The Barracudas,
Ituana,
Saccharine Trust,
Guru Guru,
Soul II Soul,
Rotary Connection,
The Slits,
Urselle,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ohio Players,
Soulsonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Eric Copeland,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mojo Men,
Goldenarms,
Essential Logic,
Todd Terry,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fad Gadget,
The Gladiators,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rekid,
Kurtis Blow,
Gang Gang Dance,
Lebanon Hanover,
10cc,
Banda Bassotti,
Avey Tare,
Symarip,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stiv Bators,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Offenders,
John Foxx,
Camouflage,
Ralphi Rosario,
Siglo XX,
Ultravox,
Cybotron,
Derrick Morgan,
Warren Ellis,
kango's stein massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Soul Sonic Force,
Smog,
Crash Course in Science,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.