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 Taiwan and from Mexico City.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the guitar 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 Section 25 to the rock 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Guru Guru,
Index,
Brand Nubian,
The Raincoats,
Smog,
Warsaw,
Symarip,
Joey Negro,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
Supertramp,
Ituana,
Public Enemy,
Theoretical Girls,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gap Band,
Jimmy McGriff,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Terrestrial Tones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Metal Thangz,
The Human League,
Groovy Waters,
John Holt,
Ultra Naté,
The Gun Club,
Laurel Aitken,
E-Dancer,
The Black Dice,
Lungfish,
Moby Grape,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aural Exciters,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kayak,
The Gladiators,
Swell Maps,
The Fortunes,
Eddi Front,
Newcleus,
The Five Americans,
Suicide,
Sun City Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ossler,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
Sex Pistols,
Pantaleimon,
Cal Tjader,
AZ,
Cecil Taylor,
Fugazi,
Black Pus,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
Hasil Adkins,
The Fire Engines,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.