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 Saudi Arabia and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Pole to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
the Normal,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Judy Mowatt,
Avey Tare,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kaleidoscope,
The Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swell Maps,
Intrusion,
Joe Finger,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Pharoah Sanders,
Girls At Our Best!,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Urselle,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy Collins,
Marine Girls,
Blossom Toes,
Tom Boy,
Joe Smooth,
Blake Baxter,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mandrill,
T. Rex,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Carl Craig,
The Selecter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cecil Taylor,
Q and Not U,
Crispian St. Peters,
Adolescents,
Tommy Roe,
Soul II Soul,
Ponytail,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick May,
Fear,
Tres Demented,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Average White Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Khruangbin,
Anakelly,
Supertramp,
Robert Hood,
Ludus,
Fat Boys,
DNA,
Fela Kuti,
Graham Central Station,
Popol Vuh,
Crime,
New Age Steppers,
The Velvet Underground,
Can,
The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set, The Monochrome Set.
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.