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 Sierra Leone and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
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 clarinet 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band to the jazz 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Newcleus,
Patti Smith,
Howard Jones,
OOIOO,
Danielle Patucci,
Agitation Free,
Gong,
Wasted Youth,
The Gories,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Angels of Light,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantytec,
Clear Light,
The Offenders,
Sällskapet,
Bronski Beat,
Q65,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bill Near,
Chris & Cosey,
Deakin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kaleidoscope,
Avey Tare,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Infiniti,
Leonard Cohen,
Echospace,
The Red Krayola,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Los Fastidios,
Gang Gang Dance,
Guru Guru,
MC5,
Sister Nancy,
Magma,
Yazoo,
The Star Department,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Outsiders,
The Saints,
Parry Music,
Intrusion,
Amon Düül,
Television Personalities,
Lou Christie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Soft Machine,
Kurtis Blow,
Japan,
The Names,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wally Richardson,
Electric Prunes,
The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes, The Tremeloes.
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.