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 Maldives and from Calgary.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark to the grime 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Fraelich record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flipper,
Con Funk Shun,
The Gun Club,
The Pop Group,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roger Hodgson,
Pulsallama,
Amazonics,
Letta Mbulu,
Yusef Lateef,
Loose Ends,
Sight & Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Underground Resistance,
Iggy Pop,
The Fuzztones,
Dennis Brown,
Reagan Youth,
The Star Department,
Shuggie Otis,
Rekid,
Neil Young,
Section 25,
D'Angelo,
Tres Demented,
The Dave Clark Five,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronnie Foster,
Gabor Szabo,
Ten City,
kango's stein massive,
the Sonics,
The Dead C,
FM Einheit,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Durutti Column,
Average White Band,
Kas Product,
Surgeon,
Dawn Penn,
Television Personalities,
Erasure,
The J.B.'s,
Matthew Halsall,
Connie Case,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Silicon Teens,
F. McDonald,
The Gories,
Davy DMX,
LL Cool J,
The United States of America,
Marcia Griffiths,
Magazine,
Vainqueur,
The Mojo Men,
Oblivians,
Pierre Henry,
Jacques Brel,
Mars, Mars, Mars, Mars.
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.