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 Papua New Guinea and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 güiro 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the grunge 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. All the underground hits.
All Chris Corsano tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scrapy,
Con Funk Shun,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fluxion,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxy Music,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
The Music Machine,
Reagan Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Talk Talk,
Mantronix,
Desert Stars,
Qualms,
Blossom Toes,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Scientists,
Metal Thangz,
June of 44,
Robert Wyatt,
David McCallum,
Donny Hathaway,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Fraelich,
Monolake,
Sixth Finger,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang On A Can,
Young Marble Giants,
Connie Case,
Lou Christie,
Scan 7,
Bluetip,
Rapeman,
Gichy Dan,
The Dirtbombs,
Hoover,
Ronnie Foster,
Aural Exciters,
Section 25,
Wasted Youth,
Half Japanese,
Von Mondo,
Matthew Bourne,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pagans,
Saccharine Trust,
Livin' Joy,
Whodini,
Parry Music,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vladislav Delay,
The Kinks,
Dead Boys,
Rhythm & Sound,
Erasure,
Franke,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Toni Rubio,
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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.