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 Burundi and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 808 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eurythmics,
Kenny Larkin,
Godley & Creme,
cv313,
Janne Schatter,
Supertramp,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Parry Music,
Silicon Teens,
The Moody Blues,
The Index,
Kurtis Blow,
Avey Tare,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Con Funk Shun,
Little Man,
Minnie Riperton,
The Blackbyrds,
Rotary Connection,
Saccharine Trust,
Albert Ayler,
The Buckinghams,
Howard Jones,
Excepter,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Martian,
Pet Shop Boys,
Smog,
The Moleskins,
Zero Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Colin Newman,
Can,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultra Naté,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Pop Group,
Derrick May,
Negative Approach,
The Mummies,
Boz Scaggs,
Clear Light,
Minor Threat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Danielle Patucci,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Nils Olav,
the Human League,
The Five Americans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joe Smooth,
Iggy Pop,
Boredoms,
Deakin,
Eric Dolphy,
Q65,
The Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Chris & Cosey,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fugs,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.