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 Slovenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 Lucky Dragons to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin 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 marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Maleditus Sound,
Circle Jerks,
Fad Gadget,
Rosa Yemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Underground Resistance,
Minnie Riperton,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bauhaus,
The Misunderstood,
Lalann,
Pantaleimon,
The Cowsills,
The Residents,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Warren Ellis,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ludus,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crash Course in Science,
The Grass Roots,
Sun City Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cure,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Procol Harum,
Outsiders,
Stiv Bators,
Hashim,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Erykah Badu,
Audionom,
Deakin,
The Gun Club,
The Moody Blues,
Sight & Sound,
Bill Near,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
K-Klass,
Average White Band,
Silicon Teens,
The Gories,
China Crisis,
DJ Sneak,
Mission of Burma,
Pere Ubu,
Faraquet,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABC,
Yusef Lateef,
Swell Maps,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Matthew Bourne,
Quantec,
Patti Smith,
Agitation Free,
The Pop Group,
Black Sheep,
Idris Muhammad,
Cymande, Cymande, Cymande, Cymande.
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.