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 Portugal and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the rock 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Gong,
Bill Near,
MC5,
Massinfluence,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gang Green,
Amon Düül II,
The Wake,
Amazonics,
Moebius,
The Dave Clark Five,
Half Japanese,
Negative Approach,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
8 Eyed Spy,
Black Bananas,
Joy Division,
10cc,
Marine Girls,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Motions,
Dennis Brown,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Buckinghams,
Dark Day,
Danielle Patucci,
Unrelated Segments,
The Dirtbombs,
Subhumans,
Michelle Simonal,
La Düsseldorf,
This Heat,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David Bowie,
Bobby Byrd,
Erykah Badu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jerry's Kids,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roger Hodgson,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Bourne,
The Red Krayola,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Ornette Coleman,
Al Stewart,
Skriet,
MDC,
Graham Central Station,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Pussy Galore,
Gang Gang Dance,
Janne Schatter,
Animal Collective,
Mission of Burma,
48th St. Collective,
Scion,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.