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 Cameroon and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Roxette 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All Accadde A tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Invisible,
Rufus Thomas,
Sugar Minott,
Minor Threat,
Boogie Down Productions,
Hashim,
PIL,
Main Source,
Joyce Sims,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bush Tetras,
Organ,
The Happenings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gastr Del Sol,
Angry Samoans,
John Cale,
Urselle,
Y Pants,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sister Nancy,
The Barracudas,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sound Behaviour,
Clear Light,
The Toasters,
The Slits,
Brick,
Au Pairs,
Nick Fraelich,
The Vogues,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Panda Bear,
Skaos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantaleimon,
Pussy Galore,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scion,
The Smoke,
The Trojans,
the Human League,
Jeff Lynne,
Heaven 17,
the Soft Cell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Colin Newman,
Danielle Patucci,
The United States of America,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.