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 Kiribati and from Salvador.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 E-Dancer 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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Neil Young,
Mission of Burma,
The Moleskins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Saccharine Trust,
UT,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Minutemen,
The Golliwogs,
Swell Maps,
The Toasters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
L. Decosne,
Agitation Free,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Q and Not U,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronnie Foster,
The Blues Magoos,
Fluxion,
Black Moon,
Technova,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Cowsills,
X-102,
Terry Callier,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Evens,
Cabaret Voltaire,
the Swans,
Junior Murvin,
Lalann,
The Moody Blues,
Black Pus,
Duran Duran,
Rotary Connection,
The Smiths,
Robert Wyatt,
Wire,
Ultravox,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare,
Derrick May,
Talk Talk,
Jimmy McGriff,
T.S.O.L.,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Mantronix,
Subhumans,
Khruangbin,
Kas Product,
Monks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.