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 Tanzania 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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lizzy Mercier Descloux to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zeros. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 synthesizer 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 theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anthony Braxton,
Peter & Gordon,
The Cramps,
FM Einheit,
Robert Wyatt,
This Heat,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hashim,
The Martian,
Radiohead,
Amazonics,
Sonic Youth,
the Normal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Hardrive,
Patti Smith,
Bill Wells,
Lucky Dragons,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Darondo,
Steve Hackett,
Banda Bassotti,
The Associates,
Donny Hathaway,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roxette,
In Retrospect,
Maurizio,
Arthur Verocai,
Ronan,
Theoretical Girls,
Ornette Coleman,
Brothers Johnson,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smiths,
Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
Rites of Spring,
F. McDonald,
The Barracudas,
Wasted Youth,
Au Pairs,
Michelle Simonal,
Little Man,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nick Fraelich,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
Sexual Harrassment,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Aaron Thompson,
Grauzone,
The Fall,
Lungfish,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.