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 Turkey and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Halifax.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Television to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott Heron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barry Ungar,
Soft Cell,
Schoolly D,
X-102,
Skarface,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kayak,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pantaleimon,
Bluetip,
The Invisible,
Nils Olav,
Girls At Our Best!,
Clear Light,
Absolute Body Control,
Junior Murvin,
The Smoke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Excepter,
The Knickerbockers,
Camouflage,
Khruangbin,
Swell Maps,
Stiv Bators,
Lou Christie,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gang Gang Dance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Anakelly,
Idris Muhammad,
Charles Mingus,
Brass Construction,
Blancmange,
Average White Band,
Negative Approach,
Jeff Mills,
Q65,
The Red Krayola,
Groovy Waters,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Boredoms,
The Names,
Gabor Szabo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Durutti Column,
Masters at Work,
Stetsasonic,
Prince Buster,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Slackers,
Metal Thangz,
Tropical Tobacco,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Robert Hood,
Quadrant,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.