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 Belarus and from Lyon.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Supertramp to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Clear Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fear,
The Grass Roots,
The Doors,
Pere Ubu,
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
The Leaves,
Agitation Free,
Crispy Ambulance,
E-Dancer,
Hardrive,
Funky Four + One,
Charles Mingus,
The Five Americans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Mandrill,
Tubeway Army,
Blake Baxter,
Throbbing Gristle,
Susan Cadogan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Crooked Eye,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Althea and Donna,
The Standells,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Pretty Things,
Josef K,
New York Dolls,
The Gap Band,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gladiators,
The Associates,
Prince Buster,
Porter Ricks,
Circle Jerks,
The Golliwogs,
Flash Fearless,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerri Chandler,
10cc,
Ponytail,
Gerry Rafferty,
Minor Threat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ten City,
Guru Guru,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alice Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
One Last Wish,
Youth Brigade,
The Toasters,
The Move,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fire Engines,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.