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 Lebanon and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar 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 Yazoo to the jazz 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Gian Franco Pienzio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
The Pretty Things,
the Human League,
The Monochrome Set,
Aloha Tigers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quantec,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bobby Womack,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pantytec,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Au Pairs,
The Durutti Column,
Q and Not U,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Minor Threat,
The Evens,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul II Soul,
Gichy Dan,
La Düsseldorf,
Cheater Slicks,
The J.B.'s,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
T.S.O.L.,
Second Layer,
Sugar Minott,
Piero Umiliani,
Toni Rubio,
Lalann,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Iggy Pop,
Mantronix,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Jerry's Kids,
Black Bananas,
F. McDonald,
Moby Grape,
Barclay James Harvest,
Max Romeo,
Unwound,
Excepter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Theoretical Girls,
Sun Ra,
The Birthday Party,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Dorothy Ashby,
Roy Ayers,
Carl Craig,
Lower 48,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Parry Music,
Godley & Creme,
Yusef Lateef,
Gerry Rafferty,
Quando Quango,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange, Agent Orange.
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.