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 Qatar and from Beijing.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Electric Light Orchestra to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gories,
The Shadows of Knight,
Fluxion,
The Dead C,
Pierre Henry,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Star Department,
Fat Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalann,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Cramps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Barbara Tucker,
Section 25,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Knickerbockers,
Slick Rick,
Joensuu 1685,
Connie Case,
Deepchord,
Lungfish,
Tim Buckley,
Skriet,
Average White Band,
Rufus Thomas,
Ponytail,
Minnie Riperton,
Black Pus,
Archie Shepp,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxy Music,
Marine Girls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Danielle Patucci,
Wings,
Ornette Coleman,
The Black Dice,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
David McCallum,
China Crisis,
OOIOO,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
E-Dancer,
Quantec,
Visage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Brothers Johnson,
Make Up,
Q65,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mad Mike,
Amazonics,
48th St. Collective,
Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran, Duran Duran.
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.