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 St Lucia and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Dirtbombs to the funk 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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Porter Ricks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Grass Roots record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Deakin,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yusef Lateef,
Schoolly D,
The Stooges,
Grandmaster Flash,
Beasts of Bourbon,
AZ,
Bob Dylan,
Cluster,
Nas,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marshall Jefferson,
John Cale,
Brass Construction,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Public Enemy,
Ohio Players,
Black Flag,
The Doobie Brothers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Donald Byrd,
Rhythm & Sound,
Agitation Free,
Don Cherry,
The Invisible,
June of 44,
The Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Simply Red,
Fugazi,
ABBA,
Con Funk Shun,
Oneida,
Interpol,
John Coltrane,
Kas Product,
The Doors,
Lou Christie,
The Move,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Mo-Dettes,
Erykah Badu,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Selecter,
Danielle Patucci,
CMW,
Wolf Eyes,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
48th St. Collective,
Byron Stingily,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barrington Levy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.