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 Slovakia and from Bologna.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Holger Czukay 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 The Trojans to the grunge 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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All Art Ensemble Of Chicago tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Rufus Thomas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Minnie Riperton,
ABC,
Hardrive,
Heaven 17,
Quantec,
Juan Atkins,
Joensuu 1685,
Cal Tjader,
Eric Dolphy,
Ten City,
Bill Wells,
Malaria!,
New York Dolls,
Letta Mbulu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Metal Thangz,
Wire,
Con Funk Shun,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Hood,
Subhumans,
Derrick Morgan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Nirvana,
One Last Wish,
Grey Daturas,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Stetsasonic,
Basic Channel,
Pantytec,
The Residents,
X-101,
David Axelrod,
The Evens,
The Toasters,
Radiohead,
In Retrospect,
The Walker Brothers,
Erasure,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Fall,
Stiv Bators,
Jeru the Damaja,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
David McCallum,
Robert Wyatt,
Robert Görl,
Schoolly D,
Accadde A,
These Immortal Souls,
Laurel Aitken,
Pet Shop Boys,
PIL, PIL, PIL, PIL.
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.