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 Russia 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Dual Sessions to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Siglo XX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Depeche Mode,
Flamin' Groovies,
Con Funk Shun,
The Dirtbombs,
Rotary Connection,
Qualms,
The Searchers,
Gang Starr,
The Durutti Column,
Roger Hodgson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
10cc,
Jacques Brel,
Ponytail,
Grey Daturas,
Kerri Chandler,
Schoolly D,
Popol Vuh,
X-102,
Swell Maps,
Spoonie Gee,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxette,
Barbara Tucker,
The Music Machine,
Fatback Band,
The Electric Prunes,
Terry Callier,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers,
The Red Krayola,
Ice-T,
Television,
Boredoms,
Severed Heads,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Vogues,
David Axelrod,
Jeru the Damaja,
Heaven 17,
Khruangbin,
Pylon,
CMW,
Crash Course in Science,
Crispian St. Peters,
Tres Demented,
The Evens,
Wings,
Ultimate Spinach,
Can,
Danielle Patucci,
Camberwell Now,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Janne Schatter,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Don Cherry,
John Foxx,
Young Marble Giants,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.