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 Panama and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Chrome to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tres Demented 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
Q and Not U,
L. Decosne,
Alice Coltrane,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Barry Ungar,
The Raincoats,
The Sound,
Amon Düül II,
OOIOO,
Brick,
Howard Jones,
Ice-T,
Index,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy Collins,
Faraquet,
KRS-One,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Stooges,
Marmalade,
Moebius,
Yellowson,
Panda Bear,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deakin,
K-Klass,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Colin Newman,
Mars,
The American Breed,
Rufus Thomas,
Wasted Youth,
Josef K,
Judy Mowatt,
Eric Copeland,
Trumans Water,
The Walker Brothers,
The Star Department,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Franke,
The Dave Clark Five,
H. Thieme,
Echospace,
Isaac Hayes,
Donny Hathaway,
Young Marble Giants,
Rod Modell,
Subhumans,
The Motions,
Public Image Ltd.,
Accadde A,
Minnie Riperton,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Pharoah Sanders,
Barbara Tucker,
the Association,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Cosmic Jokers,
One Last Wish,
JFA,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.