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 Israel and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Hashim to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cramps 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arab on Radar,
Derrick Morgan,
Lyres,
Audionom,
Shuggie Otis,
FM Einheit,
H. Thieme,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Happenings,
Saccharine Trust,
Rotary Connection,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Nils Olav,
KRS-One,
Technova,
Clear Light,
Bootsy Collins,
James White and The Blacks,
Gabor Szabo,
Anakelly,
Fela Kuti,
Brick,
the Soft Cell,
Man Parrish,
kango's stein massive,
Arthur Verocai,
Q and Not U,
The Golliwogs,
The Names,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doobie Brothers,
Erykah Badu,
Roger Hodgson,
Sun Ra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Danielle Patucci,
Wire,
Siglo XX,
Johnny Osbourne,
Smog,
Average White Band,
Urselle,
Das Ding,
Harpers Bizarre,
John Cale,
The Litter,
The Mojo Men,
Joensuu 1685,
New Age Steppers,
PIL,
Black Sheep,
Crispian St. Peters,
Delta 5,
Dark Day,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
The Count Five,
Black Bananas,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.