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 Mauritius and from Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Harmonia to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eve St. Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Dave Gahan,
Lucky Dragons,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Tremeloes,
Scion,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Desert Stars,
The United States of America,
Eric Copeland,
Main Source,
Soul Sonic Force,
the Swans,
JFA,
Man Parrish,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yellowson,
The Offenders,
The Dave Clark Five,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erasure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
Gang of Four,
The Skatalites,
Moss Icon,
The Motions,
Wolf Eyes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
10cc,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kurtis Blow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Von Mondo,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gladiators,
Youth Brigade,
Cymande,
Index,
Black Flag,
Lower 48,
Steve Hackett,
A Certain Ratio,
Charles Mingus,
The Victims,
Inner City,
Maurizio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Panda Bear,
Rakim,
The Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sight & Sound,
The Birthday Party,
The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers, The Searchers.
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.