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 Thailand and from Sao Paulo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Jacob Miller to the techno 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
FM Einheit,
Delta 5,
Isaac Hayes,
Essential Logic,
T. Rex,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Saccharine Trust,
The Toasters,
Lightning Bolt,
Qualms,
Whodini,
Jawbox,
Interpol,
The Dirtbombs,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Negative Approach,
Fluxion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kaleidoscope,
Johnny Clarke,
DJ Style,
Gabor Szabo,
Young Marble Giants,
Jerry's Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
Echospace,
Moss Icon,
Man Parrish,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
Glambeats Corp.,
Connie Case,
The Gladiators,
Andrew Hill,
Franke,
Groovy Waters,
Barrington Levy,
Bobby Womack,
Dave Gahan,
Adolescents,
Aaron Thompson,
The Barracudas,
Graham Central Station,
The Techniques,
The Real Kids,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Count Five,
Reagan Youth,
Nik Kershaw,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jacques Brel,
New York Dolls,
Dawn Penn,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bluetip,
The Red Krayola,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.