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 Gambia and from Glasgow.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pulsallama to the grime 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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band 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 grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Wasted Youth,
Public Enemy,
The Last Poets,
Q65,
Andrew Hill,
Hashim,
Charles Mingus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The New Christs,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soft Machine,
Black Moon,
Von Mondo,
The Divine Comedy,
Warren Ellis,
Rekid,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cybotron,
the Swans,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
Dennis Brown,
Skaos,
Colin Newman,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Remains,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Skriet,
Skarface,
Lalann,
Rites of Spring,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Magma,
Lungfish,
Scratch Acid,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New Order,
Moss Icon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jacques Brel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Beau Brummels,
Swans,
Flipper,
The Smiths,
Pierre Henry,
Pole,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Graham Central Station,
Neu!,
In Retrospect,
Yusef Lateef,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Cell,
Man Parrish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.