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 Haiti and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet 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 Warsaw to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Royal Trux. All the underground hits.
All Pantaleimon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
The Sonics,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ronnie Foster,
Slave,
Flash Fearless,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Victims,
FM Einheit,
Outsiders,
Technova,
Joensuu 1685,
kango's stein massive,
Das Ding,
Slick Rick,
Rufus Thomas,
Japan,
Jeff Mills,
Piero Umiliani,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan,
Ponytail,
Magma,
Reagan Youth,
Davy DMX,
Faust,
The Blackbyrds,
The Skatalites,
The Neon Judgement,
Ornette Coleman,
Wally Richardson,
UT,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Goldenarms,
The Divine Comedy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sound,
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Mars,
X-101,
Kenny Larkin,
The Black Dice,
Frankie Knuckles,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mary Jane Girls,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bizarre Inc.,
Easy Going,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Amazonics,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Donald Byrd,
X-Ray Spex,
Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill, Andrew Hill.
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.