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 Kosovo and from Salvador.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Black Moon to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Count Five. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fat Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Cheater Slicks,
Adolescents,
Hoover,
Pole,
the Normal,
Marcia Griffiths,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
Lalann,
Donny Hathaway,
Delon & Dalcan,
Motorama,
Jeff Lynne,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Last Poets,
Dave Gahan,
X-101,
Man Parrish,
Nils Olav,
Robert Görl,
Parry Music,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Mo-Dettes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shoche,
Bad Manners,
Sarah Menescal,
The New Christs,
T.S.O.L.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Con Funk Shun,
Au Pairs,
Byron Stingily,
Urselle,
Thompson Twins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lakeside,
Essential Logic,
Donald Byrd,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Infiniti,
Wings,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mad Mike,
Black Bananas,
The Misunderstood,
The Alarm Clocks,
Erykah Badu,
Make Up,
The Angels of Light,
cv313,
Basic Channel,
Soft Cell,
Livin' Joy,
Moby Grape,
DJ Style,
Warren Ellis,
Robert Hood,
The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain, The Jesus and Mary Chain.
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.