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 Pakistan and from Lagos.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Magazine to the jazz 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
X-102,
Piero Umiliani,
Mars,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Clear Light,
The Standells,
Oblivians,
Marine Girls,
Sex Pistols,
David Axelrod,
Junior Murvin,
Brothers Johnson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Crime,
Man Parrish,
China Crisis,
Minnie Riperton,
Ice-T,
Funkadelic,
Sun City Girls,
Loose Ends,
One Last Wish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Scientists,
Average White Band,
Deepchord,
CMW,
Lungfish,
Unrelated Segments,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marmalade,
Massinfluence,
Delon & Dalcan,
Monks,
The Selecter,
The Human League,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Machine,
Surgeon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Alice Coltrane,
Quantec,
Buzzcocks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Procol Harum,
F. McDonald,
Crispy Ambulance,
Idris Muhammad,
The Skatalites,
Jeff Mills,
Model 500,
John Holt,
Alphaville,
Nirvana,
R.M.O.,
Section 25,
MDC,
Lou Christie,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.