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 Monaco and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Michelle Simonal to the dance 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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delon & Dalcan 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Human League record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Throbbing Gristle,
Sound Behaviour,
Goldenarms,
Lightning Bolt,
Jimmy McGriff,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Banda Bassotti,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dennis Brown,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Vladislav Delay,
Mars,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bad Manners,
Amon Düül,
Dead Boys,
Fear,
Prince Buster,
Tim Buckley,
Q65,
Rekid,
Subhumans,
Kurtis Blow,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Unrelated Segments,
The Techniques,
Ultravox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Morten Harket,
Agitation Free,
Lalann,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Groovy Waters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ornette Coleman,
Saccharine Trust,
Bootsy Collins,
Television Personalities,
Hashim,
John Holt,
Jeff Lynne,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
48th St. Collective,
The Grass Roots,
Youth Brigade,
Maurizio,
the Germs,
The Cramps,
Stetsasonic,
One Last Wish,
The Dead C,
Scott Walker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Lungfish,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Joy Division,
Sister Nancy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Average White Band,
Ronnie Foster,
Barrington Levy,
Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson, Reuben Wilson.
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.