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 Vietnam and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Lungfish to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang of Four 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echo & the Bunnymen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Litter,
Blancmange,
Adolescents,
Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal,
Roy Ayers,
Fluxion,
Warren Ellis,
The Victims,
Mandrill,
Gong,
Bad Manners,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sugar Minott,
Mo-Dettes,
LL Cool J,
Moby Grape,
Underground Resistance,
La Düsseldorf,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric B and Rakim,
Soft Cell,
Ituana,
Marc Almond,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brass Construction,
The Martian,
Mission of Burma,
Henry Cow,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Amon Düül II,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Erykah Badu,
Freddie Wadling,
The Last Poets,
The Blackbyrds,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry's Kids,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eve St. Jones,
Rod Modell,
Al Stewart,
The Monks,
Circle Jerks,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Bar-Kays,
The Red Krayola,
Marmalade,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
ABC,
Aloha Tigers,
Lou Christie,
Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade, Youth Brigade.
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.