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 Mozambique and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin 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 E-Dancer to the jazz 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station 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 an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Parry Music,
Bronski Beat,
Tomorrow,
Kurtis Blow,
Neil Young,
Soulsonic Force,
Eli Mardock,
Gabor Szabo,
Fad Gadget,
Barbara Tucker,
Rekid,
Chris Corsano,
kango's stein massive,
Skarface,
Barry Ungar,
Deakin,
Crispian St. Peters,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Popol Vuh,
James White and The Blacks,
Aloha Tigers,
June of 44,
Interpol,
Lindisfarne,
Ten City,
The Black Dice,
Fela Kuti,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Simply Red,
The Stooges,
Zapp,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Normal,
Janne Schatter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lou Reed,
Bootsy Collins,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fugs,
The Music Machine,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sexual Harrassment,
Isaac Hayes,
David McCallum,
Franke,
Bad Manners,
The Shadows of Knight,
T.S.O.L.,
E-Dancer,
Black Pus,
Rakim,
Liliput,
Brand Nubian,
Yusef Lateef,
Brass Construction,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jacob Miller,
Bauhaus,
Barrington Levy,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.