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 Lesotho and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lalo Schifrin to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Franke,
Cal Tjader,
K-Klass,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minny Pops,
Quantec,
Rotary Connection,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ituana,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
CMW,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eric Dolphy,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Slits,
Yusef Lateef,
E-Dancer,
Dave Gahan,
Technova,
Tres Demented,
Ronan,
Surgeon,
Archie Shepp,
Scott Walker,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Blake Baxter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marc Almond,
Chris & Cosey,
Lucky Dragons,
Mark Hollis,
Talk Talk,
The Alarm Clocks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Starr,
Easy Going,
John Foxx,
the Sonics,
Barrington Levy,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Moody Blues,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gladiators,
Soulsonic Force,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erykah Badu,
One Last Wish,
Pulsallama,
Prince Buster,
The Martian,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ludus,
Joyce Sims,
Mr. Review,
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You don't know what you really want.
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