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 Austria and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Lou Reed 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 Half Japanese to the electroclash 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 Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All The Motions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Model 500,
Crooked Eye,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Derrick Morgan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Sherman,
DJ Sneak,
Excepter,
Soft Machine,
Guru Guru,
Zapp,
The Motions,
Bush Tetras,
10cc,
EPMD,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxette,
The Zeros,
Donald Byrd,
Glenn Branca,
Von Mondo,
Sun Ra,
Skaos,
Fela Kuti,
Lalann,
World's Most,
Steve Hackett,
Sex Pistols,
Bobby Byrd,
Man Eating Sloth,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Flag,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kenny Larkin,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Theoretical Girls,
Delon & Dalcan,
June Days,
Joey Negro,
Carl Craig,
Cluster,
Jeff Mills,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Charles Mingus,
Swell Maps,
New York Dolls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soft Cell,
Parry Music,
T. Rex,
Grandmaster Flash,
Organ,
Altered Images,
The Buckinghams,
Negative Approach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Amazonics,
Porter Ricks,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.