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 Equatorial Guinea and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Cameo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Cheater Slicks,
The Victims,
Desert Stars,
Piero Umiliani,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobby Womack,
The Evens,
Rakim,
Morten Harket,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Gap Band,
Aaron Thompson,
The Martian,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rites of Spring,
Charles Mingus,
Slick Rick,
Outsiders,
Half Japanese,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
Maurizio,
Kas Product,
Yellowson,
The Motions,
Lou Christie,
Donald Byrd,
Ohio Players,
Liliput,
Grey Daturas,
The Velvet Underground,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Görl,
The Monochrome Set,
Slave,
Thompson Twins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Sheep,
Yazoo,
Rapeman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Magazine,
Crime,
Glenn Branca,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scan 7,
The Alarm Clocks,
Junior Murvin,
Fat Boys,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nick Fraelich,
Roxy Music,
Smog,
Jeff Mills,
D'Angelo,
Bluetip,
Bad Manners,
Adolescents,
Crispian St. Peters,
Shuggie Otis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.