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 Burundi and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Stiv Bators to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacob Miller record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Simply Red,
David McCallum,
Heaven 17,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
The Music Machine,
Archie Shepp,
The Dirtbombs,
Japan,
Alison Limerick,
Nas,
La Düsseldorf,
Reagan Youth,
Matthew Halsall,
Moss Icon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Don Cherry,
Infiniti,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Motorama,
Minutemen,
Talk Talk,
Trumans Water,
Chris Corsano,
Piero Umiliani,
Camberwell Now,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
D'Angelo,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
The Victims,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stiv Bators,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Saccharine Trust,
Unrelated Segments,
a-ha,
Mr. Review,
Grey Daturas,
Aswad,
Masters at Work,
Roger Hodgson,
the Human League,
Parry Music,
Audionom,
Black Pus,
June Days,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
Severed Heads,
Bronski Beat,
Isaac Hayes,
Nico,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.