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 Peru 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin 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 Mandrill to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Strawberry Alarm Clock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Sheep,
The Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
the Swans,
Josef K,
Soul Sonic Force,
Hardrive,
Lungfish,
Brick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Slackers,
Japan,
Index,
Rosa Yemen,
Underground Resistance,
Youth Brigade,
Sugar Minott,
The Blackbyrds,
Fort Wilson Riot,
cv313,
The Blues Magoos,
Minor Threat,
Khruangbin,
Todd Rundgren,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Association,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
X-101,
Dorothy Ashby,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Das Ding,
Quadrant,
Ralphi Rosario,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Sonics,
Moebius,
Skarface,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Knickerbockers,
The Walker Brothers,
Tommy Roe,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mantronix,
The Velvet Underground,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lou Christie,
Marcia Griffiths,
Warren Ellis,
JFA,
the Fania All-Stars,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Marine Girls,
Aswad,
Maleditus Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Lindisfarne,
Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins, Juan Atkins.
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.