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 Seychelles 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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Roy Ayers,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
CMW,
Nils Olav,
Television,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
Drexciya,
David McCallum,
Negative Approach,
The Selecter,
Aloha Tigers,
Kool Moe Dee,
Black Pus,
Marvin Gaye,
DNA,
The Index,
Yazoo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ohio Players,
The Knickerbockers,
Gichy Dan,
Niagra,
Duran Duran,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nico,
The Wake,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Sherman,
Ronan,
Crispy Ambulance,
Sixth Finger,
Nik Kershaw,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang of Four,
Junior Murvin,
Ludus,
Cecil Taylor,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Aswad,
Flamin' Groovies,
Don Cherry,
Index,
Kerri Chandler,
Neu!,
Lungfish,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tomorrow,
The Motions,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Association,
Ten City,
Moss Icon,
Alton Ellis,
Pylon,
Piero Umiliani,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.