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 Uruguay and from Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Donald Fagen 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the electroclash 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 Erykah Badu. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Sound,
Monolake,
Gong,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
Rosa Yemen,
X-Ray Spex,
Interpol,
Johnny Clarke,
Desert Stars,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Urselle,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Talk Talk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sonic Youth,
Bobby Sherman,
Isaac Hayes,
Livin' Joy,
Derrick Morgan,
Organ,
The Seeds,
Grey Daturas,
the Association,
Motorama,
Smog,
Lakeside,
Rotary Connection,
Intrusion,
Chris & Cosey,
Minny Pops,
Glenn Branca,
The Pretty Things,
Scrapy,
Agitation Free,
Idris Muhammad,
Sam Rivers,
Man Parrish,
JFA,
Sarah Menescal,
Y Pants,
Sex Pistols,
Eden Ahbez,
Funky Four + One,
Connie Case,
The Star Department,
Reagan Youth,
Essential Logic,
Skaos,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
the Normal,
Amon Düül,
Hardrive,
The Move,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tears for Fears,
The Shadows of Knight,
Robert Görl,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.