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 Bangladesh and from Stockholm.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Judy Mowatt to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Tommy Roe,
Barbara Tucker,
John Coltrane,
China Crisis,
the Association,
Marvin Gaye,
Dual Sessions,
Albert Ayler,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eden Ahbez,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
Rod Modell,
Aswad,
Radiohead,
Ken Boothe,
Sight & Sound,
Ronnie Foster,
Rotary Connection,
Peter and Kerry,
Simply Red,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
Toni Rubio,
Jacob Miller,
The Doobie Brothers,
Byron Stingily,
Supertramp,
The Martian,
Bootsy Collins,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlback,
Minor Threat,
a-ha,
Mission of Burma,
Funky Four + One,
Darondo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cymande,
The Trojans,
R.M.O.,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bill Wells,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deepchord,
Infiniti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Slick Rick,
Television Personalities,
The Remains,
Technova,
Nik Kershaw,
The Black Dice,
Harmonia,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Raincoats,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Black Sheep,
Pharoah Sanders,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.