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 East Timor and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Audionom to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Echospace,
The Blues Magoos,
Gong,
the Association,
Henry Cow,
Sister Nancy,
Talk Talk,
Jeff Lynne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool Moe Dee,
10cc,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Whodini,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Vainqueur,
a-ha,
The Cure,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wally Richardson,
the Sonics,
Thee Headcoats,
Anthony Braxton,
Jandek,
The Divine Comedy,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jeff Mills,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Johnny Clarke,
Davy DMX,
Sparks,
Young Marble Giants,
Laurel Aitken,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Trumans Water,
Section 25,
Mary Jane Girls,
Schoolly D,
The Alarm Clocks,
Circle Jerks,
The Offenders,
Ultravox,
The Fuzztones,
Thompson Twins,
Althea and Donna,
The Five Americans,
Animal Collective,
Donny Hathaway,
Junior Murvin,
Todd Terry,
Blossom Toes,
Camouflage,
Television Personalities,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
Arthur Verocai,
Barbara Tucker,
Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance, Gang Gang Dance.
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.