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 Turkmenistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Minny Pops to the jazz 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ossler 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?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cosmic Jokers,
FM Einheit,
Camberwell Now,
Sister Nancy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
China Crisis,
Anthony Braxton,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Public Enemy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ronan,
Janne Schatter,
Piero Umiliani,
Sixth Finger,
Johnny Clarke,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sound Behaviour,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cluster,
Iggy Pop,
Scientists,
Basic Channel,
This Heat,
Soul Sonic Force,
Cybotron,
Soul II Soul,
Goldenarms,
David Axelrod,
Susan Cadogan,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Electric Prunes,
Yazoo,
Graham Central Station,
Average White Band,
Mars,
Masters at Work,
Dead Boys,
The Raincoats,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Knickerbockers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Dead C,
Thompson Twins,
Tubeway Army,
Fluxion,
Flash Fearless,
cv313,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy Collins,
Accadde A,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Sherman,
Organ,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
ABC,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.