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 Suriname and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Arab on Radar to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Reuben Wilson,
Barbara Tucker,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Misunderstood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mark Hollis,
The Black Dice,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeru the Damaja,
New Order,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gang Gang Dance,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Count Five,
Sixth Finger,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Eden Ahbez,
Cal Tjader,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacob Miller,
Angry Samoans,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Janne Schatter,
Interpol,
Little Man,
Sex Pistols,
Alphaville,
Deadbeat,
Newcleus,
Bluetip,
Todd Rundgren,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Cure,
U.S. Maple,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eric B and Rakim,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Fugs,
The Music Machine,
Sandy B,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lindisfarne,
Funky Four + One,
Fear,
The Pop Group,
Rotary Connection,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Surgeon,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Half Japanese,
Lou Reed,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Tim Buckley,
The Happenings,
Michelle Simonal,
ABBA,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.