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 South Africa and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Donald Fagen 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 Sonics to the funk 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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Trojans,
Ice-T,
Ken Boothe,
John Lydon,
Rakim,
Chrome,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Liliput,
Babytalk,
Visage,
The Moody Blues,
Sound Behaviour,
Dark Day,
Brothers Johnson,
Bauhaus,
The American Breed,
Marshall Jefferson,
Con Funk Shun,
Boz Scaggs,
Yellowson,
Howard Jones,
The Divine Comedy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scratch Acid,
Morten Harket,
The Birthday Party,
David McCallum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Litter,
Curtis Mayfield,
Agitation Free,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Alice Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
CMW,
Malaria!,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Wasted Youth,
Josef K,
David Axelrod,
The United States of America,
Jerry's Kids,
EPMD,
Eddi Front,
Pierre Henry,
L. Decosne,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jeff Lynne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bad Manners,
Symarip,
Crooked Eye,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New Order,
Cybotron,
Crime, Crime, Crime, Crime.
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.