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 Dominica and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Soulsonic Force to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-102,
Adolescents,
Soul Sonic Force,
Graham Central Station,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Marc Almond,
Boz Scaggs,
Marine Girls,
Derrick May,
Crash Course in Science,
Interpol,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moleskins,
Andrew Hill,
Moby Grape,
Idris Muhammad,
Los Fastidios,
Technova,
The Leaves,
Simply Red,
Little Man,
Harmonia,
Subhumans,
H. Thieme,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Livin' Joy,
Visage,
Eden Ahbez,
Yusef Lateef,
Angry Samoans,
Minor Threat,
The Residents,
Byron Stingily,
Stereo Dub,
The Young Rascals,
Lyres,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Althea and Donna,
Average White Band,
Henry Cow,
Skarface,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sarah Menescal,
The Detroit Cobras,
Desert Stars,
Darondo,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Oblivians,
The Moody Blues,
Quando Quango,
Joe Finger,
Black Sheep,
Agitation Free,
Television Personalities,
LL Cool J,
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You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
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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.