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 Costa Rica and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare 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 Unrelated Segments to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Easy Going,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Velvet Underground,
Television,
Bluetip,
Pantytec,
Dorothy Ashby,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Das Ding,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Christie,
The Blues Magoos,
Scrapy,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Eric Dolphy,
Stockholm Monsters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
X-102,
Terry Callier,
Erasure,
The Litter,
The J.B.'s,
Gregory Isaacs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Donald Byrd,
The Buckinghams,
The Young Rascals,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Slick Rick,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vainqueur,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Oneida,
Ponytail,
The Angels of Light,
The Modern Lovers,
Eden Ahbez,
Susan Cadogan,
John Holt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Soft Machine,
The Residents,
Echospace,
Dead Boys,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Q65,
Gang Starr,
Alton Ellis,
The Vogues,
Iggy Pop,
The Fuzztones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Cybotron,
Warsaw,
James White and The Blacks,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.