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 Slovenia and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Rhythim Is Rhythim to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Janne Schatter,
Eli Mardock,
Sällskapet,
Interpol,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Delon & Dalcan,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Surgeon,
Wings,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Chris Corsano,
Simply Red,
The Victims,
Rosa Yemen,
The United States of America,
Erasure,
the Germs,
Spandau Ballet,
Gabor Szabo,
Alton Ellis,
ABC,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Human League,
Fluxion,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
Stetsasonic,
Moss Icon,
Barclay James Harvest,
ABBA,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ludus,
Sun Ra,
Sixth Finger,
Cheater Slicks,
Youth Brigade,
X-101,
the Swans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Robert Görl,
The Knickerbockers,
Drexciya,
Terrestrial Tones,
DJ Sneak,
The Selecter,
Wally Richardson,
The Five Americans,
Kayak,
June of 44,
Vladislav Delay,
PIL,
Isaac Hayes,
the Human League,
Theoretical Girls,
The Mummies,
David McCallum,
The Sound,
Jeff Mills,
Country Teasers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.