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 Barbados and from Calgary.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 organ 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 Pylon to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
the Soft Cell,
Dead Boys,
Maleditus Sound,
10cc,
Arthur Verocai,
Tropical Tobacco,
These Immortal Souls,
The Gun Club,
Easy Going,
Severed Heads,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiohead,
Don Cherry,
Suicide,
The Golliwogs,
Cymande,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monks,
The Happenings,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Seeds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marshall Jefferson,
The J.B.'s,
Brand Nubian,
Swell Maps,
Vladislav Delay,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Axelrod,
Echospace,
Chrome,
Matthew Bourne,
Gang of Four,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Deakin,
Sun City Girls,
Sarah Menescal,
Patti Smith,
Crispian St. Peters,
Piero Umiliani,
Silicon Teens,
Aaron Thompson,
Pussy Galore,
Chris Corsano,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Subhumans,
Parry Music,
Erasure,
Inner City,
Nico,
Pulsallama,
Kerrie Biddell,
Moss Icon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.