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 Macedonia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 chamberlin 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 Brothers Johnson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Don Cherry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Unrelated Segments,
Oblivians,
Marshall Jefferson,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Oneida,
Fat Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
Moebius,
Niagra,
Bobby Byrd,
Darondo,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Barracudas,
Neu!,
the Bar-Kays,
Al Stewart,
Ludus,
Tom Boy,
The Remains,
Soulsonic Force,
Arthur Verocai,
Masters at Work,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lou Christie,
Delta 5,
Eddi Front,
Amon Düül,
KRS-One,
The Fire Engines,
Quadrant,
Toni Rubio,
Minny Pops,
Kayak,
Mary Jane Girls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Aural Exciters,
DJ Style,
Rhythm & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Wells,
Crispy Ambulance,
Susan Cadogan,
U.S. Maple,
Gabor Szabo,
Pagans,
Robert Görl,
Model 500,
Hoover,
The Wake,
Buzzcocks,
Ohio Players,
Gong,
kango's stein massive,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eurythmics,
MDC,
Curtis Mayfield,
Supertramp,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.