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 Guyana and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erykah Badu 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Arthur Verocai,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gregory Isaacs,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Sneak,
Ronan,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alton Ellis,
Lou Reed,
Chrome,
Pylon,
Dead Boys,
Roxy Music,
Rufus Thomas,
The Offenders,
Soulsonic Force,
Magazine,
Sonic Youth,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Sheep,
Todd Terry,
Absolute Body Control,
The Velvet Underground,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Nirvana,
The Birthday Party,
Robert Görl,
Procol Harum,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Germs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
K-Klass,
Groovy Waters,
Bobby Womack,
The Techniques,
Subhumans,
Patti Smith,
Isaac Hayes,
Susan Cadogan,
Bauhaus,
Prince Buster,
Jeff Lynne,
Pierre Henry,
T.S.O.L.,
Soft Machine,
Don Cherry,
the Bar-Kays,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Fall,
Lou Christie,
The Smiths,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.