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 Chad and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Godley & Creme to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Stooges 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 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
The Dirtbombs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Derrick Morgan,
Traffic Nightmare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thompson Twins,
Outsiders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mars,
The Modern Lovers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crispy Ambulance,
Radio Birdman,
The Pretty Things,
Rosa Yemen,
The Buckinghams,
Alton Ellis,
Joyce Sims,
Monks,
Soulsonic Force,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Sneak,
Godley & Creme,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Oblivians,
Hardrive,
Lakeside,
Soul Sonic Force,
June of 44,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sugar Minott,
Tom Boy,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Skarface,
Sun Ra,
Ralphi Rosario,
Chris & Cosey,
Gang Starr,
Ludus,
Brothers Johnson,
Barclay James Harvest,
Slick Rick,
Infiniti,
Technova,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yazoo,
Donald Byrd,
Rakim,
David Bowie,
Rotary Connection,
MC5,
Sister Nancy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Cramps,
Spandau Ballet,
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.