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 Niger and from Copenhagen.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 Spoonie Gee to the rap 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 Minnie Riperton. All the underground hits.
All Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s 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 Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blake Baxter,
The Techniques,
JFA,
The Cramps,
Sugar Minott,
Camberwell Now,
The Searchers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
X-102,
Prince Buster,
Siglo XX,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swell Maps,
Ronan,
Marmalade,
Pagans,
Tomorrow,
Bootsy Collins,
Aural Exciters,
Fluxion,
Jesper Dahlback,
New Order,
Amon Düül,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Popol Vuh,
John Foxx,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Japan,
Saccharine Trust,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dual Sessions,
Niagra,
Iggy Pop,
Shoche,
Mars,
Clear Light,
Masters at Work,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
The Stooges,
The Mummies,
T.S.O.L.,
F. McDonald,
The J.B.'s,
Ornette Coleman,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Invisible,
Flash Fearless,
Barclay James Harvest,
Icehouse,
The Count Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Suburban Knight,
Quando Quango,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Mojo Men,
Ossler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.