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 Cyprus and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Gap Band to the techno 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 The Slits. All the underground hits.
All The Last Poets tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wasted Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Roger Hodgson,
The Tremeloes,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Beau Brummels,
Fugazi,
Flash Fearless,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Count Five,
Ludus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gabor Szabo,
Aaron Thompson,
Black Moon,
Sexual Harrassment,
JFA,
The Gun Club,
Fad Gadget,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oneida,
The Mummies,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bootsy Collins,
Scratch Acid,
Moebius,
Scrapy,
Robert Görl,
John Holt,
David Bowie,
Howard Jones,
Slick Rick,
Anthony Braxton,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joyce Sims,
Ituana,
Pulsallama,
The Litter,
Ultimate Spinach,
B.T. Express,
Danielle Patucci,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Organ,
Kaleidoscope,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Iggy Pop,
Don Cherry,
Monolake,
Yazoo,
Wire,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Human League,
Mars,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Rekid,
Bush Tetras,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Piero Umiliani,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.