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 Bangladesh and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grunge 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 48th St. Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Sällskapet,
Malaria!,
Cybotron,
Anakelly,
One Last Wish,
Howard Jones,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Reuben Wilson,
Barrington Levy,
EPMD,
Faraquet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Monks,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ludus,
Von Mondo,
The Doors,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Happenings,
The Smoke,
Ohio Players,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Supertramp,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Donald Byrd,
The Slits,
The Golliwogs,
Moebius,
Rites of Spring,
The Techniques,
The Modern Lovers,
The Shadows of Knight,
DJ Style,
Marine Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Fuzztones,
Jerry's Kids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ice-T,
Eric Dolphy,
Johnny Clarke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sexual Harrassment,
Organ,
The Dead C,
D'Angelo,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Crash Course in Science,
Alice Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Joensuu 1685,
Main Source,
Gang Starr,
The Last Poets,
Albert Ayler,
A Certain Ratio,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.