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 Hungary 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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 spring reverb 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the funk 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Wire,
Crime,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Dirtbombs,
Kurtis Blow,
The Birthday Party,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Barrington Levy,
The Dead C,
The Happenings,
Aswad,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Animal Collective,
Zero Boys,
JFA,
Pulsallama,
Warren Ellis,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Donny Hathaway,
Chris Corsano,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Half Japanese,
Rosa Yemen,
Y Pants,
Technova,
The New Christs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mars,
Niagra,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Fugs,
Lakeside,
Joy Division,
The Moody Blues,
DNA,
Country Teasers,
48th St. Collective,
Accadde A,
Fear,
Interpol,
Jandek,
Depeche Mode,
Section 25,
The Saints,
Harmonia,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Symarip,
Guru Guru,
Sound Behaviour,
Aloha Tigers,
Alison Limerick,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
New Age Steppers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
CMW,
Ken Boothe,
Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies, Flamin' Groovies.
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.