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 Jamaica and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agitation Free to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 U.S. Maple. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Bar-Kays,
Wire,
Section 25,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Flamin' Groovies,
Stereo Dub,
Prince Buster,
Barrington Levy,
The Searchers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Country Teasers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June of 44,
Moebius,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Minnie Riperton,
Idris Muhammad,
Angry Samoans,
The Standells,
UT,
DNA,
Gong,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Matthew Bourne,
the Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
Intrusion,
Peter & Gordon,
The Slits,
Grauzone,
Judy Mowatt,
Crash Course in Science,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mr. Review,
Kool Moe Dee,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tubeway Army,
Oblivians,
Sonic Youth,
A Certain Ratio,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
LL Cool J,
Lalann,
OOIOO,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nas,
Piero Umiliani,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Magma,
The Black Dice,
Tommy Roe,
Absolute Body Control,
Metal Thangz,
Animal Collective,
The Trojans,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.