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 Hungary and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Lyres to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Smog,
Kaleidoscope,
Basic Channel,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Porter Ricks,
The Stooges,
The Leaves,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Accadde A,
the Swans,
Jeru the Damaja,
Neil Young,
Guru Guru,
Pierre Henry,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lakeside,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Gories,
Toni Rubio,
Don Cherry,
Ronan,
Davy DMX,
Heaven 17,
EPMD,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
Ronnie Foster,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Roger Hodgson,
Eden Ahbez,
ABBA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Residents,
The Motions,
Idris Muhammad,
The Moody Blues,
John Lydon,
Crash Course in Science,
Visage,
Harpers Bizarre,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stetsasonic,
Minutemen,
Make Up,
The Invisible,
Hot Snakes,
Inner City,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Toasters,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
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.