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 Jordan 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ten City to the rap 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 Black Flag. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spandau Ballet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Durutti Column,
Guru Guru,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
David Bowie,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Toni Rubio,
Amon Düül II,
Kerri Chandler,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Bob Dylan,
Aaron Thompson,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Kinks,
Average White Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Warren Ellis,
Yaz,
Loose Ends,
Excepter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Remains,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Alton Ellis,
Quantec,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Von Mondo,
Youth Brigade,
Carl Craig,
Godley & Creme,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Five Americans,
Second Layer,
Neil Young,
Laurel Aitken,
China Crisis,
This Heat,
The Victims,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Amazonics,
Liliput,
Tres Demented,
Marine Girls,
The Star Department,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Parry Music,
Dead Boys,
Motorama,
Isaac Hayes,
The Fortunes,
T. Rex,
Stiv Bators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lou Reed,
Fad Gadget,
The Raincoats,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.