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 Bahamas and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 The Sound to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Metal Thangz. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
FM Einheit,
Eli Mardock,
The Gap Band,
Bob Dylan,
Scan 7,
Bronski Beat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Amazonics,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Eurythmics,
Aswad,
Pagans,
Wolf Eyes,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
MDC,
Magma,
John Lydon,
Fear,
Brand Nubian,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Funky Four + One,
Connie Case,
Arthur Verocai,
Al Stewart,
Chris & Cosey,
Bill Near,
The Cure,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bang On A Can,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Alphaville,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Buckinghams,
Ossler,
Crash Course in Science,
DNA,
Supertramp,
The Busters,
Rufus Thomas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Seeds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Slave,
Section 25,
CMW,
Michelle Simonal,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fela Kuti,
ABBA,
Roxy Music,
Kool Moe Dee,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Model 500,
Spoonie Gee,
Infiniti,
The Gun Club,
Joe Finger,
Terry Callier,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.