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 Papua New Guinea and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 spring reverb 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 Scan 7 to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Smiths,
Don Cherry,
The Techniques,
The Dead C,
The Gun Club,
Absolute Body Control,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cybotron,
Erasure,
Massinfluence,
The Mummies,
Hasil Adkins,
Todd Terry,
Marine Girls,
The Remains,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television,
Ultra Naté,
Lightning Bolt,
Easy Going,
Youth Brigade,
Letta Mbulu,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kas Product,
Inner City,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Frankie Knuckles,
Wire,
Neu!,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gang Gang Dance,
China Crisis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Masters at Work,
10cc,
Girls At Our Best!,
Man Parrish,
John Cale,
Johnny Osbourne,
Sound Behaviour,
The Move,
T. Rex,
Echospace,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
D'Angelo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Flipper,
Technova,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.