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 Zimbabwe and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Mumbai.
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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Jerry's Kids 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Music Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
Drexciya,
China Crisis,
Bootsy Collins,
Harry Pussy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Juan Atkins,
The Fall,
The Dave Clark Five,
Visage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mandrill,
Tom Boy,
Lucky Dragons,
The Index,
Brothers Johnson,
Barrington Levy,
Susan Cadogan,
MDC,
JFA,
Stockholm Monsters,
Terrestrial Tones,
Make Up,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scrapy,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lee Hazlewood,
Barbara Tucker,
kango's stein massive,
The Star Department,
Tubeway Army,
Pet Shop Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Y Pants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Michelle Simonal,
Anthony Braxton,
Average White Band,
48th St. Collective,
Quantec,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Human League,
8 Eyed Spy,
Moss Icon,
Todd Terry,
Livin' Joy,
Arthur Verocai,
Joensuu 1685,
The Tremeloes,
KRS-One,
Rakim,
Kurtis Blow,
David Bowie,
Lalann,
The Knickerbockers,
Qualms,
Ultravox,
Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese, Half Japanese.
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.