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 Ivory Coast and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 spring reverb 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 The Smoke to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Smooth,
Erasure,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Neu!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kas Product,
Cymande,
X-102,
Flipper,
Lou Christie,
Ice-T,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Stetsasonic,
Symarip,
Althea and Donna,
Crash Course in Science,
LL Cool J,
Arcadia,
Matthew Halsall,
Intrusion,
10cc,
Nik Kershaw,
the Normal,
Gerry Rafferty,
Procol Harum,
Metal Thangz,
Davy DMX,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
Ossler,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Sherman,
The United States of America,
Amon Düül,
Second Layer,
Avey Tare,
Severed Heads,
Liliput,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Slits,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Flash Fearless,
Wings,
The Alarm Clocks,
Neil Young,
E-Dancer,
Alison Limerick,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Green,
Black Bananas,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Index,
Eden Ahbez,
Pulsallama,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Zeros,
DJ Sneak,
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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.