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 Latvia and from Spokane.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson to the rock 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Magazine,
Los Fastidios,
Camouflage,
Gichy Dan,
Sun City Girls,
Isaac Hayes,
The Monochrome Set,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Eurythmics,
Japan,
Anakelly,
Malaria!,
Subhumans,
Maleditus Sound,
F. McDonald,
The Doors,
The Shadows of Knight,
Section 25,
Kenny Larkin,
Severed Heads,
Brand Nubian,
Symarip,
Suburban Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Christie,
The Red Krayola,
The Litter,
Black Sheep,
Robert Wyatt,
Todd Terry,
Todd Rundgren,
Lucky Dragons,
The Tremeloes,
Peter & Gordon,
The J.B.'s,
The Blackbyrds,
The Dirtbombs,
the Normal,
Q and Not U,
Hasil Adkins,
Desert Stars,
Bronski Beat,
Pulsallama,
AZ,
Quantec,
Visage,
Basic Channel,
Stiv Bators,
Jacques Brel,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Boz Scaggs,
Funkadelic,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Scion,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tom Boy,
Vainqueur,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.