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 Malta and from Hong Kong.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Schoolly D to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Skaos. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
In Retrospect,
The Smiths,
Section 25,
Unrelated Segments,
Vainqueur,
Peter & Gordon,
Yazoo,
Schoolly D,
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jeff Lynne,
Radio Birdman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Nils Olav,
Wings,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
F. McDonald,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Slits,
Eurythmics,
Alphaville,
The Monochrome Set,
Maurizio,
Radiohead,
Young Marble Giants,
Reuben Wilson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tim Buckley,
Albert Ayler,
Jandek,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wolf Eyes,
E-Dancer,
Tom Boy,
The Monks,
The Sonics,
Jerry's Kids,
Chris Corsano,
JFA,
Sonic Youth,
Quando Quango,
Lindisfarne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronnie Foster,
L. Decosne,
Pagans,
Andrew Hill,
the Swans,
Deepchord,
Spandau Ballet,
Black Flag,
Crash Course in Science,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Morten Harket,
Animal Collective,
kango's stein massive,
Marvin Gaye,
PIL,
The Skatalites,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.