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 Algeria and from Bremen.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Country Joe & The Fish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Misunderstood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Crooked Eye,
Joe Finger,
Y Pants,
Isaac Hayes,
Ornette Coleman,
Morten Harket,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shoche,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Trojans,
The Zeros,
Nick Fraelich,
Bronski Beat,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
World's Most,
Babytalk,
The Tremeloes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Popol Vuh,
Ten City,
Shuggie Otis,
Crispy Ambulance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
DJ Sneak,
Flash Fearless,
The Buckinghams,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Unwound,
Stiv Bators,
Ultravox,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
Lakeside,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Vladislav Delay,
Stetsasonic,
Fluxion,
The Mummies,
Minor Threat,
The Monochrome Set,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kas Product,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scientists,
The Durutti Column,
Interpol,
The Velvet Underground,
Country Teasers,
Joy Division,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Simply Red,
DNA,
Franke,
The Busters,
Davy DMX,
Ken Boothe,
Hot Snakes,
Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry, Todd Terry.
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.