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 Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Lyon.
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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the organ 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 The Blues Magoos to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Royal Family And The Poor. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Joe & The Fish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Dual Sessions,
Circle Jerks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kenny Larkin,
Deadbeat,
Gichy Dan,
MC5,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Charles Mingus,
Electric Prunes,
PIL,
Throbbing Gristle,
Pylon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Public Enemy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brand Nubian,
The Zeros,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pagans,
Yusef Lateef,
The Techniques,
New Order,
Subhumans,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Trojans,
These Immortal Souls,
Danielle Patucci,
The Electric Prunes,
Roger Hodgson,
Tears for Fears,
Zero Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
Massinfluence,
X-102,
One Last Wish,
Fluxion,
The Sonics,
Malaria!,
Toni Rubio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dave Gahan,
Adolescents,
Bronski Beat,
Vainqueur,
The Motions,
Ronnie Foster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Godley & Creme,
Arab on Radar,
L. Decosne,
Ossler,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ten City,
Essential Logic,
Von Mondo,
Connie Case,
Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics, Amazonics.
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.