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 Azerbaijan and from Shanghai.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Technova to the rap 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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Electric Prunes,
Das Ding,
Barbara Tucker,
David Axelrod,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Massinfluence,
Skriet,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Pus,
Moebius,
Godley & Creme,
Model 500,
Mad Mike,
Slick Rick,
Barry Ungar,
Agitation Free,
MC5,
Mandrill,
The Golliwogs,
Davy DMX,
Underground Resistance,
Sound Behaviour,
CMW,
ABC,
The J.B.'s,
Masters at Work,
The Beau Brummels,
Youth Brigade,
Oneida,
The Leaves,
Guru Guru,
Soft Cell,
Japan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The American Breed,
Radiohead,
Loose Ends,
Marc Almond,
Bush Tetras,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Trojans,
Thompson Twins,
Groovy Waters,
Barclay James Harvest,
the Human League,
Supertramp,
Roy Ayers,
Danielle Patucci,
Fluxion,
Magma,
ABBA,
Niagra,
Kas Product,
Half Japanese,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.