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 Samoa and from Stockholm.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Ken Boothe to the crunk 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme 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?
Scrapy,
Schoolly D,
Wings,
The Victims,
The Sonics,
Wasted Youth,
Bobby Byrd,
Bill Wells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chris & Cosey,
Crispian St. Peters,
JFA,
Jandek,
Wolf Eyes,
Television,
Eric B and Rakim,
Pantaleimon,
Duran Duran,
Eden Ahbez,
The Smoke,
Ronnie Foster,
Goldenarms,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Groovy Waters,
Silicon Teens,
KRS-One,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Sex Pistols,
ABBA,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Chris Corsano,
The Barracudas,
The Wake,
John Holt,
Sandy B,
Rotary Connection,
the Sonics,
Derrick May,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Moody Blues,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Unrelated Segments,
Electric Prunes,
Lower 48,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Reuben Wilson,
The Young Rascals,
Underground Resistance,
the Bar-Kays,
Porter Ricks,
Metal Thangz,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stiv Bators,
Bobby Womack,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Vogues,
Drive Like Jehu,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.