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 New Zealand and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 snare 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 Louis and Bebe Barron to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
Severed Heads,
the Normal,
R.M.O.,
Sällskapet,
K-Klass,
Second Layer,
Dennis Brown,
Faraquet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Anakelly,
Black Flag,
Rod Modell,
The Monks,
Ponytail,
Kurtis Blow,
Soul II Soul,
The Martian,
Moebius,
Pantaleimon,
cv313,
David McCallum,
Colin Newman,
Rufus Thomas,
Lindisfarne,
Roy Ayers,
Sparks,
The Star Department,
Subhumans,
Absolute Body Control,
Pole,
The Offenders,
The Music Machine,
The Human League,
Cluster,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lakeside,
Outsiders,
L. Decosne,
World's Most,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grauzone,
The Barracudas,
Aaron Thompson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Young Marble Giants,
Simply Red,
Todd Terry,
Joe Finger,
Amon Düül,
Zapp,
The Black Dice,
Byron Stingily,
Half Japanese,
Stereo Dub,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Little Man,
Reagan Youth,
UT,
The Fire Engines,
AZ,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.