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 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
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 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 Dawn Penn to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Neon Judgement. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Pole,
Morten Harket,
Stetsasonic,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
PIL,
The Angels of Light,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Roy Ayers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cluster,
Cecil Taylor,
This Heat,
Minor Threat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
E-Dancer,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
kango's stein massive,
Sound Behaviour,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sarah Menescal,
Main Source,
Hashim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Grauzone,
Piero Umiliani,
Minutemen,
Matthew Halsall,
Scan 7,
Icehouse,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Gap Band,
Von Mondo,
Joy Division,
Kevin Saunderson,
Alison Limerick,
Angry Samoans,
Silicon Teens,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gang Green,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Residents,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Last Poets,
The Moody Blues,
Little Man,
The Searchers,
The Alarm Clocks,
Quadrant,
Loose Ends,
Circle Jerks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.