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 Lithuania and from Bremen.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Animal Collective to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band. All the underground hits.
All Pere Ubu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brass Construction record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sonny Sharrock,
Masters at Work,
Jandek,
Deepchord,
Underground Resistance,
Nico,
Alphaville,
Joyce Sims,
Das Ding,
Brand Nubian,
David McCallum,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Slits,
Lindisfarne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Arthur Verocai,
The Martian,
Max Romeo,
Soul Sonic Force,
H. Thieme,
Cluster,
K-Klass,
The Seeds,
The Fall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Warsaw,
The Dirtbombs,
Bob Dylan,
Nas,
Yaz,
KRS-One,
Connie Case,
B.T. Express,
Stiv Bators,
Intrusion,
Eli Mardock,
The Young Rascals,
Quantec,
The Gun Club,
Kerri Chandler,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skarface,
Public Enemy,
Second Layer,
Hot Snakes,
Scratch Acid,
Idris Muhammad,
The Offenders,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Aswad,
Lalann,
Oneida,
Zero Boys,
Lyres,
CMW,
Reagan Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction, Brass Construction.
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.