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 Estonia and from Bologna.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Rufus Thomas to the funk 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 Maurizio. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
X-102,
Fluxion,
MDC,
The Kinks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Blackbyrds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kevin Saunderson,
Intrusion,
Rotary Connection,
Deepchord,
Swans,
Pharoah Sanders,
Nick Fraelich,
Idris Muhammad,
The Trojans,
Supertramp,
Quadrant,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cybotron,
Babytalk,
The Mummies,
Make Up,
kango's stein massive,
Funkadelic,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Stooges,
Crime,
PIL,
The Fugs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ludus,
Gang of Four,
Sexual Harrassment,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Maurizio,
B.T. Express,
Lou Reed,
Deadbeat,
Interpol,
Mr. Review,
The Doors,
Niagra,
Bush Tetras,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cure,
DNA,
The Vogues,
T.S.O.L.,
Cluster,
Stereo Dub,
Boredoms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jerry's Kids,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.