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 Lebanon and from Lille.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin 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 Flipper to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jimmy McGriff. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Zeros record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rufus Thomas,
Tom Boy,
Flash Fearless,
The Electric Prunes,
Sonic Youth,
The Birthday Party,
John Lydon,
Al Stewart,
The Durutti Column,
Gang of Four,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Roxy Music,
The Young Rascals,
Jeru the Damaja,
Aaron Thompson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Echospace,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
Bobby Womack,
Schoolly D,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Zeros,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Popol Vuh,
Warren Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Davy DMX,
Lalann,
The Modern Lovers,
Laurel Aitken,
The Count Five,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Susan Cadogan,
New York Dolls,
Toni Rubio,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kayak,
The Move,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
New Age Steppers,
The Invisible,
The Sound,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Mr. Review,
OOIOO,
Little Man,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Idris Muhammad,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Associates,
Robert Görl,
Circle Jerks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.