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 Ecuador and from Shanghai.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Robert Palmer 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids to the funk 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz 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?
The Flesh Eaters,
Buzzcocks,
Adolescents,
Nik Kershaw,
Stetsasonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalann,
Scott Walker,
Clear Light,
Maleditus Sound,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Selecter,
Visage,
Crooked Eye,
Arthur Verocai,
Laurel Aitken,
The Slackers,
In Retrospect,
The Durutti Column,
Darondo,
The Shadows of Knight,
Faraquet,
The Litter,
Ultravox,
Brass Construction,
KRS-One,
Skriet,
L. Decosne,
Roy Ayers,
Dorothy Ashby,
Scan 7,
Boz Scaggs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
The Birthday Party,
Rakim,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rotary Connection,
Animal Collective,
Skaos,
Cecil Taylor,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Easy Going,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marine Girls,
Minnie Riperton,
Janne Schatter,
The Red Krayola,
Excepter,
The Gladiators,
Camouflage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dennis Brown,
Joyce Sims,
Grauzone,
The Dead C,
Tommy Roe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Lucky Dragons,
John Cale,
Skarface,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.