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 Azerbaijan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Junior Murvin to the rap kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All Pagans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rod Modell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Freddie Wadling record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Black Sheep,
Graham Central Station,
New Order,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eric Copeland,
Dead Boys,
Guru Guru,
Boredoms,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Kinks,
Wasted Youth,
Fugazi,
E-Dancer,
H. Thieme,
Massinfluence,
the Sonics,
The Gun Club,
MC5,
Mad Mike,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minny Pops,
Avey Tare,
Minor Threat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Liliput,
Janne Schatter,
Shoche,
Amon Düül II,
Bobby Byrd,
Minnie Riperton,
Ultra Naté,
Whodini,
Roger Hodgson,
Qualms,
Dark Day,
Crispy Ambulance,
Skarface,
Essential Logic,
The Litter,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bang On A Can,
The American Breed,
The Cowsills,
The Move,
Livin' Joy,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
Sam Rivers,
Banda Bassotti,
Joe Smooth,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Index,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ultravox,
Jerry's Kids,
Ponytail,
Oneida,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.