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 Liberia and from Halifax.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Scan 7 to the grime 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Lucky Dragons tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Neon Judgement record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Television Personalities,
Mary Jane Girls,
Scrapy,
Ken Boothe,
Man Parrish,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Fluxion,
Duran Duran,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
48th St. Collective,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Outsiders,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Remains,
The Beau Brummels,
Eden Ahbez,
Vainqueur,
Livin' Joy,
The Slits,
Boz Scaggs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
E-Dancer,
Soulsonic Force,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
The Victims,
Alton Ellis,
Delta 5,
David Axelrod,
DNA,
UT,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
The Blues Magoos,
Tres Demented,
Faraquet,
Pulsallama,
Robert Görl,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
World's Most,
Schoolly D,
Pylon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Brass Construction,
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Clarke,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bill Near,
Freddie Wadling,
New York Dolls,
Sonic Youth,
The Grass Roots,
Kenny Larkin,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.