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 Netherlands and from Portland.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 John Lydon to the punk 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fuzztones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sly & The Family Stone,
La Düsseldorf,
These Immortal Souls,
Rotary Connection,
The Mummies,
Stereo Dub,
Warsaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
DJ Sneak,
The Doors,
Joey Negro,
Pantytec,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fat Boys,
ABC,
Newcleus,
EPMD,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
ABBA,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
FM Einheit,
The Fugs,
Lee Hazlewood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Remains,
Alphaville,
Altered Images,
The Music Machine,
Ponytail,
Stiv Bators,
Avey Tare,
Albert Ayler,
Aloha Tigers,
Joe Smooth,
Lalann,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Germs,
Arab on Radar,
Clear Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
LL Cool J,
Desert Stars,
Roxy Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Golliwogs,
Nils Olav,
Radiohead,
Subhumans,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vladislav Delay,
Organ,
A Certain Ratio,
The Monochrome Set,
The Vogues,
Bill Wells,
Funkadelic,
cv313,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.