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 South Africa and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 China Crisis to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Agent Orange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Letta Mbulu,
Swell Maps,
L. Decosne,
The Zeros,
Rotary Connection,
Lebanon Hanover,
Delta 5,
Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
Eli Mardock,
Siglo XX,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Neon Judgement,
David McCallum,
Prince Buster,
Pole,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Model 500,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
Brand Nubian,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Banda Bassotti,
Fluxion,
Reuben Wilson,
Groovy Waters,
Carl Craig,
Moss Icon,
Wolf Eyes,
Lindisfarne,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
LL Cool J,
Roy Ayers,
Gerry Rafferty,
Public Enemy,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Fortunes,
Motorama,
Althea and Donna,
Patti Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
Skriet,
Sparks,
The Blues Magoos,
Funky Four + One,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Bourne,
Howard Jones,
Moebius,
Isaac Hayes,
Monks,
Kerri Chandler,
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley,
Angry Samoans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five, Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five.
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.