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 Sierra Leone and from Columbus.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the rap 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Infiniti,
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
B.T. Express,
Kayak,
The Associates,
Au Pairs,
the Germs,
Loose Ends,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aaron Thompson,
Underground Resistance,
Rufus Thomas,
Vainqueur,
Derrick May,
The Blackbyrds,
Mr. Review,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Christie,
The Fuzztones,
Rites of Spring,
Dennis Brown,
The Barracudas,
Lou Reed,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
Nico,
Interpol,
Morten Harket,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare,
Iggy Pop,
Pantytec,
Laurel Aitken,
the Swans,
James White and The Blacks,
Swell Maps,
Average White Band,
Scan 7,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Real Kids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eric Dolphy,
Fatback Band,
Marine Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kerrie Biddell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gregory Isaacs,
Anthony Braxton,
Unwound,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Pop Group,
The Young Rascals,
Big Daddy Kane,
Faraquet,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Chris Corsano,
Charles Mingus,
Terry Callier,
Pierre Henry,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.