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 Belgium 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bobbi Humphrey to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
FM Einheit,
Simply Red,
Godley & Creme,
Oblivians,
The Saints,
Royal Trux,
Hot Snakes,
AZ,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jawbox,
Lungfish,
Chris Corsano,
The Doors,
Joey Negro,
ABC,
The Grass Roots,
Monks,
The Real Kids,
Mission of Burma,
Donny Hathaway,
48th St. Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Surgeon,
The Litter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tres Demented,
John Holt,
Rod Modell,
Barbara Tucker,
Andrew Hill,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
Ohio Players,
Alison Limerick,
the Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Animal Collective,
The Vogues,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scrapy,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Kinks,
The Buckinghams,
Infiniti,
Arcadia,
Pere Ubu,
Cheater Slicks,
Eric Dolphy,
Lyres,
Nas,
Sarah Menescal,
Susan Cadogan,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.