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 Poland and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the sitar 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 Yazoo to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Japan,
Al Stewart,
Scratch Acid,
Ultimate Spinach,
Maurizio,
Joe Finger,
Fear,
Nico,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Michelle Simonal,
Groovy Waters,
Simply Red,
Circle Jerks,
The Monks,
K-Klass,
Blancmange,
Wolf Eyes,
June of 44,
Index,
Eve St. Jones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amazonics,
Arcadia,
Kas Product,
Popol Vuh,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mary Jane Girls,
FM Einheit,
The Mummies,
Mandrill,
Unrelated Segments,
Frankie Knuckles,
Freddie Wadling,
Ultravox,
U.S. Maple,
The Buckinghams,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Germs,
Black Pus,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lower 48,
Glambeats Corp.,
Urselle,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Sherman,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Evens,
Kevin Saunderson,
Section 25,
Sällskapet,
David Bowie,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rod Modell,
DJ Sneak,
Shoche,
Swell Maps,
Davy DMX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Erykah Badu,
UT, UT, UT, UT.
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.