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 Denmark and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Funky Four + One to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Oblivians. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Black Dice,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Barracudas,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rites of Spring,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Michelle Simonal,
Audionom,
Ultra Naté,
Rosa Yemen,
Cybotron,
Magma,
Sällskapet,
The New Christs,
Dual Sessions,
Marc Almond,
Flamin' Groovies,
Chris Corsano,
Desert Stars,
Arab on Radar,
Kayak,
Arcadia,
Newcleus,
Loose Ends,
MC5,
Sonic Youth,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crooked Eye,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Accadde A,
Kenny Larkin,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Todd Rundgren,
Matthew Halsall,
David Bowie,
Parry Music,
Negative Approach,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jacques Brel,
Skaos,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Soft Cell,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fad Gadget,
Piero Umiliani,
These Immortal Souls,
Absolute Body Control,
Eurythmics,
Young Marble Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Hoover,
Avey Tare,
The United States of America,
The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men, The Mojo Men.
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.