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 Suriname and from Tokyo.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 Camberwell Now to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ash Ra Tempel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Johnny Clarke,
Gerry Rafferty,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
the Slits,
Lalann,
The Flesh Eaters,
T.S.O.L.,
Roy Ayers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Roger Hodgson,
Drexciya,
The Modern Lovers,
Joe Smooth,
Tubeway Army,
Mark Hollis,
PIL,
La Düsseldorf,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Soft Cell,
Jeff Lynne,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hot Snakes,
Junior Murvin,
Scientists,
Mr. Review,
Banda Bassotti,
Radiopuhelimet,
Desert Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Masters at Work,
Underground Resistance,
Blossom Toes,
Bronski Beat,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Chris & Cosey,
Spoonie Gee,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobby Womack,
Josef K,
The Alarm Clocks,
Kenny Larkin,
The Kinks,
The Buckinghams,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Bang On A Can,
The Moleskins,
Crash Course in Science,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Agent Orange,
The Gap Band,
Radiohead,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thee Headcoats,
Dead Boys,
Brick,
Sun City Girls,
Easy Going,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joey Negro,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.