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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 synthesizer 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 Delon & Dalcan to the rap 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All The Saints tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
China Crisis,
Nico,
Minnie Riperton,
Deadbeat,
Oneida,
Tim Buckley,
The Dave Clark Five,
Howard Jones,
Colin Newman,
Todd Rundgren,
Q and Not U,
Ken Boothe,
Joensuu 1685,
Grandmaster Flash,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Bill Near,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Dead C,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Massinfluence,
The Raincoats,
B.T. Express,
Rotary Connection,
Dave Gahan,
cv313,
This Heat,
Con Funk Shun,
Mary Jane Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Mr. Review,
Mars,
Marine Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Gong,
the Human League,
Laurel Aitken,
Easy Going,
Andrew Hill,
Donald Byrd,
ABC,
Index,
E-Dancer,
Peter and Kerry,
Infiniti,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Japan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
London Community Gospel Choir,
T.S.O.L.,
Tres Demented,
Curtis Mayfield,
KRS-One,
Thompson Twins,
Roxy Music,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Gories,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Livin' Joy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan, Delon & Dalcan.
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.