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 Jordan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 arpeggiator 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 Tom Boy to the jazz 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marmalade,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Loose Ends,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Panda Bear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bob Dylan,
Blake Baxter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fela Kuti,
The Red Krayola,
Tears for Fears,
Y Pants,
DJ Sneak,
The Sound,
The Slackers,
Wasted Youth,
Hardrive,
Leonard Cohen,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ludus,
Bluetip,
The Techniques,
Scratch Acid,
Quantec,
Bauhaus,
Althea and Donna,
The Kinks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Michelle Simonal,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sugar Minott,
Jawbox,
Scion,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Brick,
Motorama,
Stereo Dub,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Altered Images,
Jeff Mills,
Eve St. Jones,
Fat Boys,
Oblivians,
The Vogues,
Lakeside,
Underground Resistance,
The Alarm Clocks,
CMW,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Busters,
Von Mondo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.