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 Rwanda and from Bremen.
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 Calgary and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Desert Stars to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Liaisons Dangereuses. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Stetsasonic,
Ludus,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Buckinghams,
Jerry's Kids,
Juan Atkins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lalann,
Swell Maps,
Barbara Tucker,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Invisible,
Faraquet,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joyce Sims,
Henry Cow,
Aural Exciters,
London Community Gospel Choir,
R.M.O.,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
Dark Day,
DJ Style,
The Pop Group,
Kevin Saunderson,
Adolescents,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Hood,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mission of Burma,
Donny Hathaway,
Motorama,
Lucky Dragons,
Jandek,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners,
Ronan,
Dave Gahan,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Raincoats,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moss Icon,
10cc,
Peter & Gordon,
The Mummies,
Frankie Knuckles,
Livin' Joy,
Negative Approach,
Tim Buckley,
The Residents,
June Days,
Soul II Soul,
Judy Mowatt,
Alice Coltrane,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Durutti Column,
David McCallum,
Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685, Joensuu 1685.
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.