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 Nauru and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 808 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 Ludus to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Mojo Men,
Hashim,
Lalann,
Donald Byrd,
Cybotron,
Bush Tetras,
Dual Sessions,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Standells,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Amazonics,
Ituana,
Colin Newman,
Minor Threat,
Cameo,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Monolake,
Boz Scaggs,
Sällskapet,
Nico,
Roxette,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ornette Coleman,
Kurtis Blow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Radiohead,
Buzzcocks,
Pantaleimon,
Section 25,
Aural Exciters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Loose Ends,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Animal Collective,
Gerry Rafferty,
Underground Resistance,
Con Funk Shun,
Zero Boys,
Young Marble Giants,
Accadde A,
The Moody Blues,
Black Sheep,
Youth Brigade,
The Trojans,
The Pop Group,
The Slits,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Magazine,
Barbara Tucker,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
Quadrant,
Icehouse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kas Product,
Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp, Supertramp.
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.