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 Guinea and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 The Searchers to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Faraquet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swell Maps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Warsaw,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Lee Hazlewood,
Yellowson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Tim Buckley,
Quantec,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light,
Desert Stars,
The Victims,
X-Ray Spex,
the Bar-Kays,
X-101,
Kurtis Blow,
Steve Hackett,
Aswad,
The Knickerbockers,
Lightning Bolt,
Cymande,
Sound Behaviour,
Grey Daturas,
The Red Krayola,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Tommy Roe,
Black Sheep,
Bluetip,
The Leaves,
Shoche,
Negative Approach,
Sandy B,
Josef K,
Icehouse,
Liliput,
The Pretty Things,
Marvin Gaye,
The Moleskins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nik Kershaw,
Deepchord,
Flash Fearless,
Donald Byrd,
Minor Threat,
Rotary Connection,
Hardrive,
Gong,
Moby Grape,
Jeff Lynne,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Deakin,
Fela Kuti,
Dawn Penn,
The Mojo Men,
Al Stewart,
The Gun Club,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.