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 Cambodia and from Cairo.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Johnny Osbourne to the electroclash 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 Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All R.M.O. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Fugazi,
Ronnie Foster,
Flipper,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jerry's Kids,
Goldenarms,
Hasil Adkins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nas,
Brick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
DJ Sneak,
Gerry Rafferty,
Idris Muhammad,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
David Axelrod,
10cc,
Ultra Naté,
Robert Hood,
Warren Ellis,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
kango's stein massive,
The Motions,
the Fania All-Stars,
ABBA,
Quando Quango,
CMW,
Malaria!,
Roxette,
The Cure,
Kas Product,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Mr. Review,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Litter,
Nils Olav,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soulsonic Force,
The Neon Judgement,
Avey Tare,
The Dead C,
Harmonia,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Schoolly D,
The Sound,
Althea and Donna,
Adolescents,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Fela Kuti,
Tom Boy,
The Monks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ultravox,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire, Cabaret Voltaire.
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.