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 Djibouti and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Yusef Lateef to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Quando Quango,
The Associates,
Pussy Galore,
Sarah Menescal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
Amon Düül II,
Crispy Ambulance,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Juan Atkins,
Judy Mowatt,
KRS-One,
Faraquet,
Henry Cow,
Kool Moe Dee,
Los Fastidios,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Massinfluence,
Soul II Soul,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Litter,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Robert Görl,
Lalo Schifrin,
Urselle,
Neil Young,
Johnny Osbourne,
Prince Buster,
Marmalade,
OOIOO,
Flash Fearless,
Magazine,
Moebius,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
Rufus Thomas,
Moby Grape,
Max Romeo,
Nas,
Goldenarms,
Wings,
New Order,
Idris Muhammad,
Model 500,
The Standells,
The Gun Club,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Patti Smith,
Black Bananas,
Vainqueur,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Archie Shepp,
Janne Schatter,
John Lydon,
Roxy Music,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Altered Images,
Smog,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.