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 Jamaica and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bremen.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Altered Images. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a linndrum 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 arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Bauhaus,
Funky Four + One,
The Moleskins,
Lindisfarne,
The Wake,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang of Four,
Oneida,
Bizarre Inc.,
the Bar-Kays,
Mr. Review,
Shuggie Otis,
Girls At Our Best!,
Alton Ellis,
Moebius,
Gichy Dan,
Angry Samoans,
Pylon,
Das Ding,
Bronski Beat,
Todd Rundgren,
Monks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Todd Terry,
Anakelly,
Saccharine Trust,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mummies,
The Remains,
the Soft Cell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yellowson,
Tubeway Army,
The Litter,
Fear,
Scrapy,
The Techniques,
Niagra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
John Lydon,
Fad Gadget,
David Bowie,
The Modern Lovers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Porter Ricks,
Ponytail,
a-ha,
DJ Sneak,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Saints,
Sugar Minott,
The Velvet Underground,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.