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 Mali and from Salvador.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Sound to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MDC,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Unrelated Segments,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cure,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Roger Hodgson,
Bush Tetras,
Rufus Thomas,
Saccharine Trust,
Royal Trux,
Pantytec,
Soft Cell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Panda Bear,
Desert Stars,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Blackbyrds,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Underground Resistance,
Scratch Acid,
Agitation Free,
Half Japanese,
Erykah Badu,
Minnie Riperton,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeff Mills,
Sister Nancy,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
EPMD,
The Pop Group,
Masters at Work,
Cybotron,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Germs,
Nico,
Circle Jerks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric Copeland,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Rundgren,
Letta Mbulu,
Subhumans,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Gap Band,
Eden Ahbez,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nik Kershaw,
Byron Stingily,
Black Moon,
Josef K,
Grauzone,
The Skatalites,
Mark Hollis,
Soul II Soul,
Mandrill,
The Evens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.