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 Korea South and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
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 snare 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the funk 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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
China Crisis,
Radio Birdman,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
David Bowie,
Lyres,
X-102,
Archie Shepp,
Traffic Nightmare,
Morten Harket,
Organ,
The Electric Prunes,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Heaven 17,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Golliwogs,
Index,
Con Funk Shun,
Delta 5,
Wolf Eyes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
UT,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Matthew Bourne,
Essential Logic,
Saccharine Trust,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bill Near,
Half Japanese,
Animal Collective,
Ronan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Minutemen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Brick,
Sister Nancy,
Harmonia,
Fatback Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New York Dolls,
Yaz,
Agent Orange,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rekid,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Flipper,
Tom Boy,
Popol Vuh,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Trojans,
Barbara Tucker,
The Fortunes,
Goldenarms,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sarah Menescal,
The Sound,
Thompson Twins,
Eric Dolphy,
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.