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 Slovakia and from Paris.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David McCallum to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Blackbyrds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eve St. Jones,
Wire,
Kayak,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Youth Brigade,
Minnie Riperton,
Public Enemy,
Mission of Burma,
Yusef Lateef,
Heaven 17,
Alison Limerick,
Pagans,
Lyres,
Popol Vuh,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moss Icon,
Bobby Womack,
Soulsonic Force,
Television,
Eric Dolphy,
Colin Newman,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Black Dice,
Harpers Bizarre,
Little Man,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Happenings,
The Last Poets,
The Monks,
Boz Scaggs,
Reuben Wilson,
The Cure,
Iggy Pop,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun City Girls,
10cc,
Gregory Isaacs,
Mars,
The Kinks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Make Up,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed,
Crime,
Cymande,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eurythmics,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Negative Approach,
Gichy Dan,
Terry Callier,
Whodini,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Beau Brummels,
Funkadelic,
Ice-T,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.