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 Pakistan and from Manchester.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 synthesizer 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 X-Ray Spex to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin 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 harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agent Orange,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masters at Work,
The Move,
Johnny Clarke,
Todd Rundgren,
Bang On A Can,
Roger Hodgson,
Nico,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter & Gordon,
Avey Tare,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Todd Terry,
Janne Schatter,
Aswad,
Audionom,
Deepchord,
The Associates,
Lalo Schifrin,
Make Up,
Panda Bear,
Neil Young,
Danielle Patucci,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Barracudas,
Cybotron,
H. Thieme,
Thee Headcoats,
Steve Hackett,
Zapp,
E-Dancer,
Scratch Acid,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Byron Stingily,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
the Association,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
Royal Trux,
Youth Brigade,
Skarface,
Banda Bassotti,
Stereo Dub,
Chris Corsano,
Sun Ra,
the Human League,
K-Klass,
Cameo,
Gichy Dan,
Crime,
Cluster,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
PIL,
Eddi Front,
Fat Boys,
ABBA,
Adolescents,
The Smiths,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.