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 Ivory Coast and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sonny Sharrock to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Tubeway Army,
The Gun Club,
Man Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Real Kids,
Avey Tare,
Peter and Kerry,
Eli Mardock,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Womack,
Electric Prunes,
Kayak,
Eve St. Jones,
Big Daddy Kane,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rhythm & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reagan Youth,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Alphaville,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stereo Dub,
Thompson Twins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tres Demented,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Suburban Knight,
the Slits,
FM Einheit,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Standells,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minny Pops,
Goldenarms,
Danielle Patucci,
The Seeds,
Altered Images,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Royal Trux,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gil Scott Heron,
Fat Boys,
The Cramps,
Drive Like Jehu,
Scott Walker,
The Blues Magoos,
Tommy Roe,
X-101,
Alice Coltrane,
Japan,
Unrelated Segments,
Second Layer,
Michelle Simonal,
Agent Orange,
The American Breed,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.