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 Ecuador 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe 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 Q65 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Adolescents record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Johnny Clarke,
Black Moon,
The Offenders,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Von Mondo,
Fela Kuti,
Hardrive,
Marshall Jefferson,
Funkadelic,
June Days,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Average White Band,
The Kinks,
The Skatalites,
Rekid,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
cv313,
Roxy Music,
Agent Orange,
The Pretty Things,
Carl Craig,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
The Human League,
Smog,
Don Cherry,
Metal Thangz,
Tommy Roe,
Moby Grape,
Inner City,
Deakin,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minutemen,
B.T. Express,
Black Bananas,
The Slits,
Gang Starr,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Standells,
Flamin' Groovies,
Neil Young,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Country Teasers,
Dark Day,
The Fall,
Hot Snakes,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Dead C,
Girls At Our Best!,
Wally Richardson,
The Fugs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pere Ubu,
Glenn Branca,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.