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 Egypt and from Mumbai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Holger Czukay 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 Flipper to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Metal Thangz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Babytalk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Offenders,
The Mummies,
Roxette,
LL Cool J,
David Axelrod,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ten City,
The Vogues,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quantec,
Cheater Slicks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Echospace,
Nick Fraelich,
Alton Ellis,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wire,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Pop Group,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Black Bananas,
The Victims,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scratch Acid,
Pole,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Tim Buckley,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Aural Exciters,
Interpol,
Marmalade,
The Star Department,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hoover,
Jerry's Kids,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Moss Icon,
The Busters,
Robert Görl,
JFA,
Altered Images,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Albert Ayler,
The Toasters,
Al Stewart,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Shoche,
Tropical Tobacco,
Michelle Simonal,
Can,
Kerri Chandler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.