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 Zimbabwe and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Unwound to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Gastr Del Sol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Urselle,
Cecil Taylor,
Silicon Teens,
Au Pairs,
Kas Product,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
Laurel Aitken,
The Selecter,
The Leaves,
Robert Görl,
The Gap Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anakelly,
Pierre Henry,
Zero Boys,
Electric Prunes,
The Pop Group,
Byron Stingily,
Jerry's Kids,
Duran Duran,
The Tremeloes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Joy Division,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul II Soul,
Tubeway Army,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bang On A Can,
Radiopuhelimet,
Pulsallama,
Slick Rick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Slackers,
Sixth Finger,
Animal Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Faust,
Skarface,
Carl Craig,
Monks,
Joyce Sims,
The Black Dice,
Moss Icon,
Deadbeat,
Darondo,
The Fuzztones,
Scan 7,
Royal Trux,
Niagra,
Pere Ubu,
David Axelrod,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Crispy Ambulance,
Junior Murvin,
Gang Green,
Avey Tare,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.