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 Turkey and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the marimba 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 One Last Wish to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Motions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
The Techniques,
Animal Collective,
Kas Product,
Howard Jones,
Erasure,
Moebius,
Public Enemy,
Archie Shepp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Godley & Creme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Loose Ends,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Guru Guru,
Crispian St. Peters,
Anakelly,
Crooked Eye,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Green,
Masters at Work,
Skarface,
Barrington Levy,
Mission of Burma,
Unrelated Segments,
ABC,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers,
Con Funk Shun,
Wire,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Moss Icon,
Yellowson,
Clear Light,
Lightning Bolt,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Move,
L. Decosne,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
Michelle Simonal,
the Slits,
Dennis Brown,
Eve St. Jones,
The Gladiators,
Rekid,
Groovy Waters,
The Alarm Clocks,
Crime,
Radiopuhelimet,
Eli Mardock,
The Cowsills,
Agent Orange,
JFA,
The Smoke,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.