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 South Africa and from Edmonton.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Rites of Spring to the grunge 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every James Chance & The Contortions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Basic Channel,
Slick Rick,
The Searchers,
Rites of Spring,
Crispian St. Peters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scion,
Ice-T,
Ultra Naté,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June Days,
The New Christs,
Sam Rivers,
Malaria!,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yusef Lateef,
Johnny Osbourne,
China Crisis,
DJ Style,
Blancmange,
The Standells,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Steve Hackett,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
This Heat,
the Germs,
Deepchord,
Lakeside,
Jandek,
Echospace,
The Smiths,
Eden Ahbez,
Fear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sandy B,
Delon & Dalcan,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül II,
The Fall,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Schoolly D,
The Happenings,
Aaron Thompson,
Jawbox,
The Fuzztones,
Bauhaus,
Shoche,
Connie Case,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Drexciya,
Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville, Alphaville.
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.