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 Tanzania and from Spokane.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin 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 Arthur Verocai to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Wire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Yaz,
Mr. Review,
Lower 48,
Procol Harum,
Ice-T,
The Golliwogs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Massinfluence,
Simply Red,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Agitation Free,
Bizarre Inc.,
Grauzone,
The Gap Band,
The Skatalites,
Joe Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Desert Stars,
Reuben Wilson,
The Vogues,
Pulsallama,
Funky Four + One,
The Tremeloes,
Animal Collective,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Nas,
Robert Wyatt,
The Slackers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Intrusion,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sarah Menescal,
Au Pairs,
Banda Bassotti,
Bob Dylan,
The Motions,
The Raincoats,
The Martian,
Ituana,
Ralphi Rosario,
Negative Approach,
U.S. Maple,
The Kinks,
Wasted Youth,
Lalann,
Blancmange,
The Standells,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eric Copeland,
The Buckinghams,
Carl Craig,
Girls At Our Best!,
Q and Not U,
Adolescents,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket, Morten Harket.
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.