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 Zambia and from Lille.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 X-101 to the grime 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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eric B and Rakim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lindisfarne,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Howard Jones,
Colin Newman,
Brick,
Roger Hodgson,
the Bar-Kays,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dorothy Ashby,
Newcleus,
Sound Behaviour,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Saints,
Rites of Spring,
Chris & Cosey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Junior Murvin,
Agitation Free,
Ice-T,
Thee Headcoats,
The Human League,
a-ha,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lee Hazlewood,
Unrelated Segments,
Josef K,
The Black Dice,
Scientists,
Reagan Youth,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Leaves,
Outsiders,
Bang On A Can,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Knickerbockers,
The Barracudas,
Patti Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Juan Atkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Hood,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Residents,
E-Dancer,
Chrome,
Lalann,
Flamin' Groovies,
Tubeway Army,
Drexciya,
John Lydon,
Lalo Schifrin,
Jacob Miller,
Clear Light,
Faust,
In Retrospect,
the Association,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.