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 Mali and from Glasgow.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Eve St. Jones to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blossom Toes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Buckinghams,
Half Japanese,
Urselle,
La Düsseldorf,
The Misunderstood,
Rosa Yemen,
Maleditus Sound,
The Skatalites,
The Evens,
Siglo XX,
Gang of Four,
EPMD,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Hood,
The Remains,
The Slackers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ronan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Underground Resistance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pussy Galore,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lower 48,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Suburban Knight,
Sonic Youth,
The Invisible,
FM Einheit,
Oblivians,
Los Fastidios,
Ossler,
Sister Nancy,
Liliput,
Moby Grape,
The Smiths,
The Gories,
The Motions,
Surgeon,
Lee Hazlewood,
Lou Reed,
Erykah Badu,
KRS-One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pierre Henry,
Steve Hackett,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronnie Foster,
Gil Scott Heron,
Connie Case,
Blossom Toes,
Crash Course in Science,
Byron Stingily,
Eurythmics,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.