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 Bhutan and from Hong Kong.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bronski Beat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Main Source,
Bobby Byrd,
The Zeros,
Ultravox,
Susan Cadogan,
Lou Reed,
Rufus Thomas,
Erykah Badu,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
Motorama,
Circle Jerks,
The Wake,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Surgeon,
Eric Copeland,
Thompson Twins,
X-101,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cecil Taylor,
Darondo,
The Red Krayola,
Eric B and Rakim,
Country Teasers,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bill Wells,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Monolake,
Heaven 17,
Minny Pops,
The Seeds,
World's Most,
Stetsasonic,
June of 44,
Judy Mowatt,
Derrick May,
The Human League,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agitation Free,
a-ha,
Kurtis Blow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Warren Ellis,
CMW,
Crime,
Jeff Lynne,
Fat Boys,
Pole,
Masters at Work,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sun City Girls,
Reagan Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Whodini,
Scott Walker,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Gories,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls, Mary Jane Girls.
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.