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 Syria and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 clarinet 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 ABBA to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Supertramp,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Suicide,
Television Personalities,
The Martian,
Idris Muhammad,
Barry Ungar,
The Music Machine,
Anakelly,
Gabor Szabo,
Symarip,
Wally Richardson,
The Leaves,
DNA,
10cc,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Altered Images,
The J.B.'s,
Oblivians,
Country Teasers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
ABBA,
Hardrive,
Easy Going,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alton Ellis,
Morten Harket,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
Minutemen,
Maleditus Sound,
Erykah Badu,
Juan Atkins,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pop Group,
The Star Department,
Crooked Eye,
T. Rex,
Neil Young,
Los Fastidios,
Bush Tetras,
Reuben Wilson,
Minny Pops,
Heaven 17,
Metal Thangz,
Fugazi,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lyres,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Underground Resistance,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.