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 Jamaica and from Manila.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Eric Dolphy to the grime 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Enemy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cowsills,
Kerrie Biddell,
Qualms,
Depeche Mode,
the Swans,
Fatback Band,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lindisfarne,
June of 44,
The Monks,
Q65,
Ultravox,
Moby Grape,
Barbara Tucker,
Japan,
Deepchord,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Residents,
Toni Rubio,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marvin Gaye,
D'Angelo,
Rufus Thomas,
Mars,
Man Parrish,
the Bar-Kays,
Hardrive,
David Bowie,
the Association,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Alison Limerick,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacques Brel,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
The Martian,
Donald Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Associates,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rod Modell,
Lightning Bolt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tim Buckley,
The Stooges,
The Saints,
Eli Mardock,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Names,
Visage,
The Fuzztones,
Angry Samoans,
Charles Mingus,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.