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 Indonesia and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Funkadelic to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fugs. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
JFA,
Theoretical Girls,
Dark Day,
Marshall Jefferson,
David Bowie,
Crime,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rod Modell,
Lalann,
The Move,
Icehouse,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sexual Harrassment,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Public Image Ltd.,
The United States of America,
Audionom,
Flash Fearless,
Soft Cell,
Pussy Galore,
Trumans Water,
Pantaleimon,
Intrusion,
Dawn Penn,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zero Boys,
Lyres,
Soft Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quando Quango,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deakin,
Bill Near,
The Vogues,
The Blackbyrds,
LL Cool J,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bluetip,
Jandek,
Bobby Sherman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Seeds,
Jeff Lynne,
The Gun Club,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grauzone,
Magma,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Angels of Light,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Dirtbombs,
The Buckinghams,
T. Rex,
X-Ray Spex,
The Monks, The Monks, The Monks, The Monks.
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.