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 Sudan and from Hong Kong.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Ralphi Rosario to the rock 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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Standells,
La Düsseldorf,
Alphaville,
LL Cool J,
The Motions,
Scion,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dennis Brown,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jeff Mills,
Cameo,
Al Stewart,
Pharoah Sanders,
Second Layer,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Starr,
Marvin Gaye,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Groovy Waters,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronnie Foster,
Dark Day,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Michelle Simonal,
Excepter,
Tres Demented,
Wings,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Martian,
Liliput,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Animal Collective,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Pylon,
The Kinks,
Urselle,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric B and Rakim,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Q65,
Unrelated Segments,
Sandy B,
Black Flag,
Derrick Morgan,
Lucky Dragons,
Bill Wells,
Malaria!,
PIL,
The Knickerbockers,
Marmalade,
Cal Tjader,
Junior Murvin,
Y Pants,
The Techniques,
Absolute Body Control,
John Lydon,
Model 500,
The Busters,
Unwound,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.