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 Greece 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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Lightning Bolt to the jazz 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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All John Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Massinfluence,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The American Breed,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Bourne,
Soul II Soul,
The Kinks,
The Real Kids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Television Personalities,
Rites of Spring,
The Human League,
the Human League,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joensuu 1685,
Tropical Tobacco,
Cal Tjader,
Tom Boy,
Boredoms,
Surgeon,
Suburban Knight,
U.S. Maple,
Flipper,
Severed Heads,
Eve St. Jones,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The J.B.'s,
Deakin,
Henry Cow,
Scan 7,
Grey Daturas,
Dual Sessions,
Alton Ellis,
Parry Music,
Alison Limerick,
Fear,
Main Source,
Lou Christie,
The Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Dark Day,
The Gun Club,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Mad Mike,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Susan Cadogan,
Underground Resistance,
Robert Wyatt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gabor Szabo,
Theoretical Girls,
Cecil Taylor,
Junior Murvin,
Black Sheep,
Eric Copeland,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.