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 Swaziland and from Tehran.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 June Days 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Liliput,
Pulsallama,
Joe Smooth,
X-102,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeff Lynne,
Faraquet,
The Fire Engines,
Malaria!,
the Normal,
The Vogues,
Ponytail,
Gang Starr,
Sixth Finger,
The Fall,
The Buckinghams,
Sarah Menescal,
Ten City,
Massinfluence,
James White and The Blacks,
Section 25,
Anthony Braxton,
Suburban Knight,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Quadrant,
Johnny Clarke,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bobby Sherman,
The Stooges,
Bobby Byrd,
Barry Ungar,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Barracudas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Black Bananas,
The Busters,
The Kinks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
Echospace,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Half Japanese,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tres Demented,
Sun Ra,
Wings,
L. Decosne,
Tim Buckley,
OOIOO,
Groovy Waters,
The Smoke,
Gichy Dan,
In Retrospect,
Intrusion,
The Fortunes,
the Germs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.