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 Ireland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the grunge 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Scion,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
Half Japanese,
Warren Ellis,
Malaria!,
ABC,
The Count Five,
The Motions,
Warsaw,
Aswad,
Absolute Body Control,
Andrew Hill,
Minutemen,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Porter Ricks,
The Gladiators,
the Association,
The Victims,
Gichy Dan,
Con Funk Shun,
Robert Wyatt,
Brothers Johnson,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scan 7,
Crash Course in Science,
Zero Boys,
Grandmaster Flash,
Jeff Lynne,
Roger Hodgson,
Jacques Brel,
Robert Görl,
The Slackers,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bootsy Collins,
Gil Scott Heron,
Moss Icon,
Swell Maps,
FM Einheit,
Steve Hackett,
The Seeds,
Alice Coltrane,
The Dirtbombs,
Ten City,
Dorothy Ashby,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Mo-Dettes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ohio Players,
Kas Product,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon, Peter & Gordon.
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.