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 Cyprus and from Beijing.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 chamberlin 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Jandek,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Rosa Yemen,
The Velvet Underground,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Associates,
Los Fastidios,
Essential Logic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Danielle Patucci,
Funkadelic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DNA,
Bronski Beat,
Terrestrial Tones,
Infiniti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cal Tjader,
Simply Red,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pierre Henry,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sam Rivers,
Joy Division,
The Moody Blues,
Yellowson,
Nirvana,
The Fortunes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
Newcleus,
B.T. Express,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Michelle Simonal,
Alton Ellis,
Excepter,
Skarface,
Patti Smith,
Avey Tare,
U.S. Maple,
Cymande,
Ludus,
Wally Richardson,
China Crisis,
Scott Walker,
Big Daddy Kane,
Youth Brigade,
Q65,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Radiopuhelimet,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Moebius,
Shuggie Otis,
Ash Ra Tempel,
June Days,
Rekid,
Goldenarms,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.