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 Swaziland and from Beijing.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Avey Tare to the rock 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grauzone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cowsills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Grass Roots,
Yellowson,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lou Christie,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Knickerbockers,
L. Decosne,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Thompson Twins,
The Raincoats,
Scientists,
The Associates,
Oneida,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Johnny Clarke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
the Normal,
Black Moon,
The Misunderstood,
Lightning Bolt,
Main Source,
Marine Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Q and Not U,
Rapeman,
Don Cherry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Beau Brummels,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crime,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Marc Almond,
Eddi Front,
Infiniti,
Sound Behaviour,
Jeru the Damaja,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Red Krayola,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Fugazi,
Gichy Dan,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kevin Saunderson,
Pere Ubu,
Lucky Dragons,
Carl Craig,
Dave Gahan,
Patti Smith,
The Slackers,
Sällskapet,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lungfish,
Make Up,
DJ Style,
Bobby Byrd,
The Names,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.