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 St Lucia and from Salvador.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Scrapy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 John Holt. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
Bobby Sherman,
Eli Mardock,
Gichy Dan,
Matthew Halsall,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Crime,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Index,
Rod Modell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
John Coltrane,
Flamin' Groovies,
Cameo,
OOIOO,
Silicon Teens,
Section 25,
Clear Light,
Popol Vuh,
Suburban Knight,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Slick Rick,
The Gap Band,
Y Pants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Red Krayola,
Colin Newman,
The Real Kids,
Cymande,
The Doors,
Underground Resistance,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ornette Coleman,
Roy Ayers,
The Dirtbombs,
Blancmange,
Agent Orange,
The Cure,
Masters at Work,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mantronix,
Bobby Byrd,
Tres Demented,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Sonics,
H. Thieme,
Prince Buster,
Dawn Penn,
L. Decosne,
Intrusion,
Schoolly D,
The Fall,
Pylon,
X-Ray Spex,
the Association,
10cc,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.