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 Turkmenistan and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz 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 Lalann. All the underground hits.
All Warsaw tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Erykah Badu,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Girls At Our Best!,
Cluster,
Fela Kuti,
Niagra,
Ice-T,
Dawn Penn,
D'Angelo,
Severed Heads,
Infiniti,
Nils Olav,
Junior Murvin,
Lindisfarne,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kas Product,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Dead C,
The Cowsills,
Panda Bear,
The Cure,
The Invisible,
Television,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
the Swans,
Roger Hodgson,
Agent Orange,
Matthew Bourne,
Charles Mingus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners,
Fluxion,
Yaz,
Can,
The Stooges,
Moby Grape,
Carl Craig,
Eve St. Jones,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Harry Pussy,
Throbbing Gristle,
kango's stein massive,
The Associates,
Delta 5,
Jandek,
the Slits,
Tom Boy,
Lee Hazlewood,
Clear Light,
AZ,
The Gun Club,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.